Cycling is it?
I used to help my Mum out when she worked as a cleaner at the local bird reserves visitor center, it was an early morning get up but the journey there through the woodlands was stunning. She drove a moped and I cycled, obviously since she was capable of higher speeds than my very out of shape body could propel me, she'd go on ahead and wait for me to catch up.
Well, one day on one of those catching up points, I hit a small bump in the road which was enough to unbalance me and put me on the deck. Nothing too serious, and I was up and going again in short order and we had a good laugh about it.
The next day, we approached the same point and she turns to me and says "Now don't fall off this time" and I, chagrined replied "Yeah, yeah, yeah." and cycled off...and promptly crashed in exactly the same bloody spot.
