I’ve wiped out pretty spectacularly in exceptionally ordinary circumstances…. Never hit my head in a bike accident. Except once- on my way home, first real ride of the season, pretty ass-kicked… going up the last little hill- I messed up the downshift and I ran out of ass… totally fell down- my helmet hit the pavement and made this sharp “crack” sound. I got up feeling my head, the helmet- asking myself if I was OK- and pretty torqued that I scuffed my saddle.

Unfortunately, a nice young lady happened to be walking down the hill and saw me fall…. So I felt stupid.

That sound scared me enough to get a new helmet.

I’ve gotten the livin’ **** knocked out of me to where I felt sick- I assume that means “concussion.”