So what's the stupidist fall you've inflicted on yourself? About three years ago I was going along a little ash track that joins the cycle track to the road, very slowly. I saw a fly on my leg, brushed it away and next think I knew I was over the bars and on the deck! I have no idea exactly what happened, the fly left the scene before I could ask, but it knocked the wind right out of me. I had to sit there for about ten minutes before I could get up. Thought I'd broken my shoulder-blade too, hurt like blazes and years later it's still not right. Split second and bang, you're down.