Riding home last night with Spandex, we rurn onto the main road to Bish and he hurtles off towards the horizon. Like a train. He really is fast, proper fast. As I'm watching him, now a good 500m away, his rear light suddenly turns white. And then I'm next to him, he's flat out on the road, legs tangled up in his bike and unconcious, bleeding from his eye socket but still breathing. I call 999 and as I'm speaking to them a guy driving a Fiesta pulls over on the other side of the road with his flashers on then pulls over to our side of the road to protect us from oncoming traffic. Anyhoo, he comes to, sort of, and sits in the chaps car for half an hour till ambulance arrives and he was taken to A&E. He has broken his cheek bone in two places and a bone in his knee, I'm assuming his patela. He will be in hosp for the next few days having a couple of operations. He was riding his Paddy Wagon fixer, clip-in pedals with trainers so not clipped in. Maybe his foot slipped off, maybe he clipped the verge. Gonna check his bike over now, see if I can establish what happened. When he gets better I shall give him a slap. Silly bugger. !!!!!!!!!!!