4 Bike/Motor interactions in the past 12 years.
1 of them 50/50 as I was careering around a country lane too fast around a blind bend and came a cross a car coming from the other direction. I managed to swerve out of the way and just brushed his offside bonnet which resulted in me going flying. Bruised and battered but no damage. We both agreed that we were both at fault and parted amicably.
2nd was the classic of me undertaking backed up traffic and car in lane flashed an oncoming car to turn right into a side road. Managed to brake but still got a glancing blow. Driver was very apologetic. From that day on I very rarely undertake. Bashed and bruised and cracked ribs. Bike just needed a front wheel true.
3rd one was a Copper doing a U-Turn without indicating sending me flying and knocking me unconscious. Cuts, bruises and rotator cuff shoulder injury which still gives me jip now. The cop lied about the episode. The incompetent cops lost witness statements and tried their best to stall and delay the case. He lost, they admitted liability and he got done for dangerous driving.
Last big one was another classic SMIDSY. This was the scary one as I was at speed and I could see it was going to happen. Minivan doing right turn over mini roundabout, claimed he was blinded by the sun. Up onto the bonnet, smashed windscreen and into the road job. Very battered and bruised for that one. A&E job for checkover. Motorist was very good, admitted full liability, took me and my bike home, then took me to the hospital. Paid for damaged bike repairs and ripped clothing without hassle.
Apart from those, a few off's due to ice, diesel or slippy roads and paths or just a simple lack of concentration.
Hitting a motorcyclist on the commute as I was tailing him too close when he braked.
Being very hungover on a bike ride and like
@smutchin , just not concentrating, hitting a verge and just going over.
On a FNRttC took a corner a little too wide and ended up rolling against the kerb.. that was only going to have one ending, and over I went.
The worst self inflicted was a badly sprained ankle which laid me up off the bike for a couple of weeks. I needed a waz so unclipped in a county lane, put my foot down and straight into a hole in the verge. I went over, my ankle went pop. That was sheer agony.
Damn, it looks like I'm a cycling Jonah.. but with the miles I do every year and the amount of London traffic cycling I do. I think I have got off very lightly. That, or I just bounce very well.