I got a great one that just happened yesterday. I was riding up Clark from my work, and had just about made it through Wrigleyville pregame traffic. I was in the bike lane cruising up to a red light past a bunch of cars waiting for the light to change, when a cabbie's fare decided to open their door right into the bike lane. I was watching the parked cars, which is only natural in busy parts of town, and I was in the far left side of the bike lane. I honestly didn't even see the door, just a noise and then I was airborne. I somehow managed to vault the handlebars and the car door, but when I landed, all my weight came down on my right shoulder. I broke my collarbone and have a nice variety of scrapes and bruises. Thankfully, I avoided landing on my head. At first, I couldn't tell something was wrong with the adrenaline pumping and all. But once I settled in to talk to the police, I realized my arm wasn't moving right. The worst part of breaking your collarbone is that they can't put a cast on it. So I'm basically stuck with my arm in a sling for the next month and a half. Good news is that everyone agreed the car was in the wrong, so with any luck, none of these medical bills will be mine to pay.
The saddest part is what that door did to my bike. The front wheel is totaled, and I think the fork might be FUBAR as well.
I cringe at the thought of a broken collar bone.
it'll all be fine. sucks when the bike also gets wrecked too.