Crashes:
1977, Honda CB360T with the ex on the back heading up the ramp from 295 to 695 in Maryland. The bike put us down nice and easy then flipped over breaking the shield, bending the signals and scratching up some of the chrome. No physical damage.
1990, Kawasaki 650 heading north on Rt 1 in Virginia. Pickup pulls out from the right and stops in the left lane. I could see the driver looking right. I quickly thought; "slide, go under truck; he's not looking so going around the front is also bad plus the possibility of oncoming traffic; large truck in the right lane that's stopping to make the right so can't change lanes", so I tried to go behind the truck but in front of the right turning truck and didn't make it. I hit the rear wheel well and flew 30 or 40 feet landing in the right lane on my back. My knee had been gouged by the Vetter support platform and I had several scratches. I spent a week in the hospital under observation. I got to use a great line though. I called my (now)ex; "I have good news and bad news", "the good news is that I won't be riding the bike anymore", "the bad news is that I'm laying on a gurney at the hospital". Yea, she was not amused.
I've had bikes get dropped or fall over three times. The Honda when I parked it on asphalt and the sidestand sunk in and the bike fell over. The first Harley when I was backing it out of the driveway, I misjudged the turning distance and dropped it. The second time with the same bike was after a 600 mile ride. I was so tired I just dropped it when trying to park it.
I've had a few really close calls, mostly in the past couple of years. On the Honda, I had some idiot fling a cigarette butt out and hit my face shield scaring the crap out of me. I also had an officer make a left in front of me. I turned around and gave him a piece of my mind, me a PFC and he was a butterbar. On the Kawasaki, I had some guy pull into my path in a Safeway parking lot while it was raining. I saw him and expected it. On the Harley I had some guy pull out of a street parking space and make a U turn right in front of me. I locked up the bike and stopped about 2 feet from him. Kickstand down, I hopped off and gave him a piece of my mind. He shrugged it off and drove away. There have been several these past couple of years that I was expecting or not expecting and able to avoid and not really worth mentioning.
Watch your back, watch your front, watch your sides, watch the sky. Practice, practice, practice. Take the courses and be ready.
Carl