So I decided to head down to a carpark (Barkly square in Brunswick) for a light practice session. Bit of slow to medium speed figure 8's and some e-braking around 11pm last night. I was kind of tired, and in hindsight, why i didn't think such a chilly night might reduce my grip i don't know. Anyway, heading South to the corner of Sydney Road where the Brunswick Hotel is, i indicated left and went to take the right angle corner at around what i think was 20~30. Any other time i would trust my tires to take me way further than this, minimal leanage. Before i knew it the front wheel dropped like a rock, just after i was past the pedestrian crossing, and the bike was spinning away from me on the ground. I am unscathed, thanks to the cold i decided to wear my alpinestars track pants rather than draggins and all gear is undamaged, except my left knee slider, which finally saw some use ](*,) Tracing back to the pedestrian crossing i found several small oil spots right in my tire's line, i've ridden fairly extensively in the cold and never noticed any real reduction in grip so i guess these probably were to blame. I'm just so surprised they were so utterly crippling to my cornering. Anyway, the reason i posted this here was that i ride a cbr250rr mc22, i'm still on restrictions and being a poor uni student i do all servicing and repairs myself. I really don't plan to take this to a mechanic. Most of the damage looks aesthetic only, a couple of nice guys with giant mohawks helped me pick the bike up. Front faring has a slightly widened front bolt hole from impact, slight scuff on side. LHS faring took the biggest beating, but still, mostly a small, thoroughly scratched area. Engine casing is also a bit scratched. I clicked it down to neutral, checked for leaking fluids, relaxed for a bit, checked for leaking fluids again, then tried to start it. Took a little, i think it was flooded after being on it's side, at least it smelled that way. But it started fine, a little white smoke. Checking brake levers and stuff i noticed clutch lever has no resistance, bike is idling, press clutch in, click to first, instant stall. Dammmmmit. Guess i am walking home after all. I was still fairly adrenalin ridden at this stage and couldn't really think straight. So i just started walking it home. 1.5 hours later and a whole world of sweat later it was in the garage. I went upstairs and fell straight asleep. Just posting this before i bicycle my a*se to uni :nopity:, to hopefully assess if i've really broken something, or if it's likely as simple as a ripped clutch cable. I'm not really familiar with bikes mechanically at all and have only dealt with simple service and a whole shit ton of electrical problems so far. Any help would be greatly appreciated :angel: and the incident is yet another testament to the ATGATT philosophy.