1. Drank way too much and lost traction in a corner. Slid a long ways than got up onto my hands and knees for a second or two before I realized I was still sliding at about 40 kph. This was a very long time ago when I was far more stupid than I am now.
2. Most entertaining one was in traffic on Danforth. Person in front of me hits the brakes to allow a cop turning left to take the right of way and turn in front of us. I hit the brakes and was slowing down with no problems. Buddy then decides he's going to go and not allow the cop to turn in front of us (the guy was just freaked that it was a cop tryign to turn left, the cop was just a spectator to events). Again, I have no problem and let off the brakes then a quick check in the mirrors to ensure I'm not about to get rear ended by all the traffic behind me. I look up to find buddy has changed his mind again and has locked his brakes up. I crashed into the rear at about 30 kph, up and over the bars and land on my head on his trunk. I roll off and land on my feet in time to catch my mangled CBX before it hits the ground. Cops were very impressed with my agility.