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>Freshman in college
>Presidents Day
>Decided to go out and get lunch
>Riding downhill on the wide main path through campus
>Going faster than I probably should have because there were so few people around
>Bottom of hill section had wide curve to the right
>Near the left edge, going to go around some dude who was facing away from me
>He threw a football ('murican) he was carrying to his friend
>In the process of passing the football, he'd stepped left and was now in my path
>The concrete was rather smooth, I knew if I cut right (making the bend tighter) my rear wheel might have slipped out and knocked this dude's legs out from under him
>Instead, went wider to pass the guy on the left, very close to the edge of the path
>Just ahead of that, another path connected to the one I was on
>A path with handrails
>The P-shaped end of the handrail was dead ahead
>No time to swerve away
>Half the campus probably heard me yelling "SHIIIIIIT"
>Hit the handrail
>Flew over the handlebars
>Landed on the other handrail, on the other side of the connecting path
>With my chest
>Knocked the wind out of me like never before or since
>Tumbled to the ground, ending on my back
>About 8 passers-by crowded around me
>Couldn't speak for a couple minutes because breathless
>Eventually said I was fine, got up, picked up bike
>Fork brace was broken (pic related, one of those old Rockshox forks with the bolt-on fork brace w/ cable hanger)
>Fork/wheel were turned about 30 deg with respect to the handlebars
>Walked my fucked up bike back up to the dorm, embarrassed
