Yep, me - yesterday.
I had been cycling in London, Ontario prior to my move to Tucson for 2 - 3 years quite regularly. A town of 400, 000, many, many roads and to my knowlegde only one recently installed 500m stretch of bike lane. Never was I hit, nor even grazed by a car. The receiving end of many flipped birds, but never even touched by a moving vehicle.
Fast forward to Tucson. Every single road has a bike lane, cyclists are all over the place -- in fact, there are more bike lanes than sidewalks. I have been hit twice in just a few months.
Not because I was doing anything wrong --- Tucson drivers are f-ing morons.
This time I was not so fortunate in terms of injuries. Nothing too serious, could have been way worse (again). 5 areas of road rash scattered nicely over my body. One very messed up hip and one pulled SCM muscle (aka whiplash). Took a snapshot of my elbow, pretty eh?
My bike, I am extactic to report, has been checked out and is still as amazing as ever. Orbea, you rock.
Got back on the horse this morning and rocked the 2:30 climb up Lemmon.