Twice. Both in Boston back in the college days (1980-ish), on a road bike
1st was my fault...flying up a one way street, the wrong way of course, and a car pulled out of an alley. Hit her left front wheel, collapsing my front wheel and fork, and slid across her hood into the street, uninjured. Apologized, picked up my bike, walked home.
2nd was a taxi , making a right turn from the left lane, across 4 lanes of traffic, and cutting me off. I turned with him as hard as I could, but lost it and slid half under the cab as he skidded to a stop. Needless to say I was pissed, and I got up screaming at him and beating on the front passenger window with my fists. To both our surprise, the window shattered. He stomped on the gas and took off. I got a nice cheer and applause from the bystanders. Bike was fine, but my right leg was road-rashed from hip to ankle. I still wonder what the taxi's passenger thought of the whole situation! :eekster:
Jim