Oh I got a couple. First one, I was about 10 and riding down this big hill with a gravel road. I made sure to tell my friend to be really really careful and not go to fast. I of course being the showoff that I was did not heed my own advice and ended up going pretty fast, paniking and locking up my brakes. Down I went and spent the next couple of days picking gravel out of my road rash.

Second one. I was riding down the street minding my own business staring off into space (I mean really really REALLY off in my own little world) Next thing I know I look up and see a face. Then I see clouds. I ended up putting a hole in the top of my left wrist the size of a quarter, bleeding profusely from my knee and right hand and I smacked my jaw against the ground or my handlebars or something and dislocated it. Not fun.

Oh when I was about 6 I was riding and watching the ground pass underneath me and looked up and ran into the back of a horse trailer. Cracked my kneecap, my front fork ended up looking like this |- so one was pointing correctly and the other was at a 90 degree angle.

Last one, I was mountain biking on a trail next to a lake. I had a full suspension bike that I had just gotten so I wasn't used to it. My feet were strapped in so I wouldn't fly off the bike and I hit a root or something in the trail and launced myself towards the water. Instead of flying into the lake I decided to lean the other way and smacked into a tree. Bruised ribs. Then my sister comes riding up behind me and yells at me because I am laying tangled in my bike in the middle of the trail. Ah you can feel the love.