Last november I was ran off the road (I think, I have no actual memory of the accident) and sidelong into a honda pilot at an estimated 20-25mph. I took off her rearview and took out both windows. I broke my jaw clean through and broke my shoulder. Lost 6or7 teeth and suffered a major concussion. I woke up in the hospital 3 days later and was in for a total of 8 days. My jaw was reconstructed with titanium and my brain is almost normal (I can’t get up really quickly or I get dizzy and things go black. The bike, a beautiful old Coppi “party foul: please edit” conversion with a great deal of vintage campy stuff was destroyed and to top it all off I was given a ticket for failing to yield right of way on a left turn.[/quote]
worst: i was bombing a hill. a slight uphill at the end of the massive descent lead to a traffic light that was turning left at. there was no traffic at all, no cars whatsoever… until i was about thirty feet from my left when a green minivan shows up on my left, takes the same turn i’m about to take except it forced me into the curb by not giving me enough room. i hit the curb about twenty miles per hour i think. flew over the bars into a bush. my handlebars, fork and front wheel were all fucked up. the worst was my right hand, which had gigantic road rashes on all the knuckles, and the same right below my knucks. my face was a little cut up, my right elbow skinned and my left knee fucked up. it took about two months to heal.
then i found the van, pissed all over the door handles and waited for the owner across the street. it turned out to be some soccer mom with three kids and i watched with delight as her kids touched up the handles. every once in a while i hock a lougee at the van when i see it (it lives about two blocks from my house, coincidentally). she saw my crash and just drove on. fucking bitch.
most embarassing: i’m leaving class last spring. mashing hard up a hill, making a right turn. girl steps out in front of me at the last second so i swerve left to avoid her and still try to make my right turn. hit a patch of gravel and went down way hard on my right arm and hip. so hard in fact that my hip bone dented my zippo lighter. my tarckstar nyc hoodie got all fucked up on the elbow and my hip didn’t work so good for a few weeks. i had a perfectly pressed zippo bruise on my hip.
Crossing an intersection my chainring folded in half. I was pedaling pretty hard so the lack of tention cause me to slam Das nuts down on my Top tube. I peed blood later and had a bruised Gooch.