Another one...
Also in Chicago, I was riding to work, layered for the Windy city winter.
I was on Chicago Ave. riding towards the loop, a door swings open from a car on my left and I fly over the front of car with my bike. I was shaken but felt physically in 1 piece.
I continued on to work in the south loop. When I got there, someone asked if I was bleeding. I noticed a chest level hole in my jacket.
"Nah, I have a red t-shirt on under my layers."
upon disrobing I discovered a "stab wound" in my chest.
The car door left a gash in my chest that penetrated in between my ribs.
Because of the depth of the wound, and its proximity to my lung, the wound wasn't closed and I had to pack it with gauze for the next 2 weeks.