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-Removed-I crashed into the front of a car - his fault - and landed on my back on his roof in about 1982. I remember doing a textbook judo breakfall and so was unscathed.
I had what was almost a nasty crash with another motorcyclist on a dirt road in Papua in 1993: blame 50-50. We both got up off the dirt, checked ourselves for damage, and then our bikes, shook hands and went our separate ways.
In 2010, I crashed into a rubbish skip on a dark backstreet when I swerved to avoid someone stationary and possibly doing something illicit in the middle of the road. I broke my collarbone - which still gives me gyp.