Me, that is. I managed to christen my bike earlier this evening by dropping it whilst practising U turns (the evidence suggests I obviously needed the practice...). As far as I could tell in the dark, a bent brake lever and mildly-grazed ego are the only real casualties, given that I was riding at walking pace at the time and it landed on my leg. Hopefully daylight won't yield further embarrassment. Dopey sod.
