Yes, once, long ago. I was about 21 years old. I was riding to work and ... I woke up in the hospital, in a lot of pain. I had been hit head-on. The doctor standing over me, waking me up had witnessed it and said I flew in the air. I believe I was turning left, so maybe I cut off the oncoming car that hit me.

Every so often, I go past that intersection, and it's a little spooky, even now. It was in about 1982.