Down near Helensburg NSW, going flat knacker round a corner rubbin' handlebars with Matty Debelin. Took a wide line, miss timed a bunnyhop over a log, clip back wheel, landed front wheel, panicked, grabbed front brake, went down like a bag of shit. Ended up with right leg wrap around my bike and nearly puking from the pain. Had to have a week of from couriering to get over it.
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Riding down the street through Northbridge, Sydney one handed looking up at the sky. Hit a pothole, hand slipped, sprawled all over the handlebars, hit gutter and landed with left arm on a tiled step. Peeled it open like a bannana and ended up with 15 stitches in it.
Plenty more over the years. Still have a hole in my knee cap from coming off while couriering one day. Copped a orange sized haematoma on my left arm in the Woodford-Glenbrook race about ten years ago.
I will stop now. The memories are starting to hurt.