The one bus SMIDSY I remember was on Princes Street in Edinburgh. Three bright purple double-deckers were parked up against the kerb. A jogger came running down the footway and promptly ran into the middle bus. How on earth you miss 3 parked up double-deckers is beyond me!
I've managed to walk into the front of a bus coming my way twice.
In both cases they were at the start of a seizure. Gone, but still able to move as normal.
The second time I came too in the A&E, a police officer at the side of the trolley. "My mate" hadn't come with me, but had taken my cards from my pocket, as he looked for an ID card I carried.
First call upon leaving was the bank to cancel the cards, and finding they'd been used whilst I was in A&E. I'd the police incident number ready.