I was riding my bicyle down Main Street. I was riding along the right hand side of the road as the town had recently decreed that NO MORE BICYCLES OR SKATEBOARDS ON THE SIDEWALKS. I was going with traffic....cruising right along. I rode by an open parking space in front of the local bank when I went FLYING over the handle bars of my 10-speed. Turns out that a motorcycle wanted that parking space and was in a bit of a hurry. He had caught the back wheel of my bike with his front tire. I was 15 years old and mortified that I was sitting there on the ground with tears streaming down my face, traffic had stopped and folks were running to see if I was okay. I insisted I was and then I tried to stand up. Yeah...right. I really did need help and was grateful that there were people kind enough to do just that.