I came off my bike going down our path when I was younger too (the path was a steep hill) and broke my arm. As we lived on a remote island at the time, I had to get a ferry to go to hospital. I had my arm in plaster, but somehow still managed to ride a bike the next day - and my arm healed fine (in fact the plaster came off earlier than it should as my arm was doing so well!!!). That was in 1995 or 1996 and was the last accident on a bike I had.
Ouch, his helmet flew off pretty much straight away so he's lucky he didn't mess his face up more than he did. I feel quite bad but I couldn't help perving when they took his suit off.
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