A fine role model Grant. I can see why you drive what you drive now.
Most of my childhood, and indeed late teens have involved falling off bikes.
Notable accidents when I was old enough to really know better include hitting a tree so hard the frame of the bike bent and doing a stoppie that resulted in a broken elbow a week before going to Florida for 3 weeks.
But the king of them all involved a summers day so hot the tarmac on my mates driveway was just about melting. It was the late 80s and I was wearing fine 1980s summer clobber - short shorts and a t-shirt. After getting speed up at my house I travelled the 100 or so yards down to his at full pelt on my BMX. I can't remember how the last part of the stunt was supposed to go but when I hit his driveway I realised I was going WAY to fast. Bailed, landed on the tarmac, Slid about 30 feet, most of which on my skin. Crammed into his garage door leaving a dent that was there 10 years later.
I think it took about 3 days before the tarmac finally washed off.