I had a really amusing one when I was really little that I'll never forget. I was busting it down this hill on this little 20" bike that was probably every bit of 15 years old. It was given to me until I could actually get a "decent" bike (mind you I was 12-13). So I'm busting down this hill on this road and this girl decides to take her cute pink bike out for a spin and slowly trudges her bike across the street in front of me ringing her stupid little bell. I slam on the brakes and t-bone her and go flying over the handlebars, smack the pavement, and break my thumb. For some odd reason, I'll never forget that.. and the sound of her stupid little bell. To this day, it's the only bone I've broken. I even remember the girl's name was Bambi.. and yes, that was her real name. Ironically, she wasn't even hurt and I think her bike was still mostly ridable.