I Did my first last fathers day. At the 92 mile mark, I crashed after I clipped the curb while trying to avoid a car that was too close. Someone called 911 and I rode away just as the Ambulance was coming - I even rode the wrong way down a one-way street to avoid them.
Anyway, I rode home while bleeding from my hand, arm and legs and even went around the block a few times to get to the 100 mile mark.
My wife drove me to emergency where I received 5 stitches to my hand. Otherwise I just had a few 'minor' cuts and alot of road-rash.
God I'm stupid

- but I made the 100 mile mark!!!