it was great. i took my road bike off the rack for the first time this season (one couldn't so much as RIP me off my dear fix) and left for work. ahh the magic of coasting, i was as free as bird legs...
then as traffic increased and a particular prick cut me off, i got angry. i mean ANGRY. spittin and cursin and whatnot, i whipped up the manhattan bridge (bklyn side) on-ramp, and lone behold, i took that turn with such a mean lean that, well, i clipped.
the FUNNY part is that i just wasn't used to braking with my fingers yet (still seems strange), and in order to compensate the clip i backpedaled like crazy(!) finding only too late that my instincts were slightly outdated.
i instead toppled over onto my other side. got a bit scratched up, but learned my lesson.