Well I had a pretty good crash the other day. It was about a week ago. I was riding to work on a beautiful morning. Feeling pretty fresh after being off the bike for a couple of days. So I was proceeding at a higher rate of speed then I probably should have been. I was on my normal route to work. It was pretty dark and my headlight was doing it's job well or so I thought. I can't remember what I was listening too but it had me pounding on the pedals pretty good. Before I knew it I was at the corner of 15th and Toledo. I remember seeing all the gravel scattered on top of the pavement and thinking "this is going to be interesting". I have no idea what happened after that. I remember my glasses hitting the ground and grinding into the gravel and pavement but that's about it. I popped back up after it happened and checking out my bike.(Gotta make sure the bike's ok) I was dusting myself off and picking up my bike when two early morning joggers came over and asked if I was ok. I felt alright at that moment so I said I was fine and then touched my head and it came away bloody. So I quickly straightened my front wheel and stem out and jumped back on and slowly rode home. I remember thinking my pinky was dislocated. It was very cold and felt like it did when I'd dislocated it back in high school. That was the one thing I thought about on the way home. Wow my pinky hurts. I knew I was going to freak Jenn out. There was no way around it. So I walked back into the house and simply said "Yea, I fell down". After stripping off all my clothes I figured out why my pinky hurt so much. I had taken a pretty good chunk out of it and the next finger over. I just crawled back into the shower and rinsed off. My leg had gotten it pretty good as did my hip and knee. My face didn't look that bad until the day after when the bruising really came in. It's day six and my fingers and shin region are still pretty sensitive. My eye is healing up well, or at least I think so. I should be able to get a new pair of glasses soon.