Road-rashed to buggery today after a high-speed fall in the Ride with Brad yesterday. Everything was going well until we rounded a bend on the way towards the Trough when I hit a long stretch of dried grit/cow-shoot. I was about to roll down my arm-warmers but luckily I still had them on so they reduced the hideous-looking hole near my elbow from more severity. I literally lost control of the front end and hit the ground at some speed. It's a first for me but seems to be a cyclist's lot. There were people at the finish who looked like they'd been fighting in the trenches. One guy crashed and dislocated his thumb but the guy immediately behind him was a surgeon who pushed it back in and the guy rode the remaining 50 miles on that!