The first time I fell over, my feet unclipped right as I hit the pavement and I sort of bounced away from my bike. I'm sure that was pretty funny to see for the one person on the road at 1 am. The second time was probably even funnier, though, because my foot somehow didn't unclip and I was wriggling around on the ground with my bike on top of me trying to get my foot out. Both times I was laughing so hard at myself that it took a while to get up, so I didn't notice if anyone else was laughing.