My first experience with flight.
I was in Grade 8, riding my bike home and was being chased by some kids on their bikes. We lived at the bottom of this big hill one street over so I decided to get away from them I would pedal in 10th gear down the hill as fast as I could. at the bottom of the hill I had to make a 90% turn to make the corner but I missed the road and ended up riding in the ditch. In the middle of the ditch was a stone bridge type walkway across the ditch so I slammed into that head-on at full speed, instantly stopping the bike. I remember being catapulted over the handlebars, flying in mid-air, seeing the walkway below as I'm shooting over it and landing well on the other side of the ditch on my left shoulder (which I ended up dislocating). The bike was now turned into a side by side 2-wheeled unicycle to which I quietly got up, and pushed home. When I got home I remember sitting on the basement step and just losing it! My Mum thought I had been molested or something because I was so distraught and couldn't talk. I was more worried about getting in trouble for breaking my bike!
Btw,I got a round of applause from the 2 boys chasing me who were suitably impressed and said they had never seen anyone fly like that!
My Dad also managed to straighten and fix the bike too!