So, I get up early so I can get to work early. The plan was going just fine! I don't even filter as I'm thinking I've left earlier enough to enjoy a safe easy ride to work. I have this Honda Prelude in front of me who clearly has no clue about life, but hey nothing is going to phase me today! I get to an intersection where there are three lanes so I get into the left lane to get past the traffic. The Honda Prelude pulls in front of me, but I still think "ah well you can't phase me today, I'm feeling good". The lights turn green, a semi trailer had turned into the middle lane from the the other direction. It is common practice at this intersection for cars etc to race up the left lane to get past trucks. So, Honda Prelude takes off, I follow with about 10 meters buffer, she hits the brakes for whatever reason, I slow down, she accelerates, I accelerate, then she hits the brakes harder, I hit my brakes hard at 60km/h and next thing I know my face is sliding on the road and I can hear perspex smashing and the grinding of metal. At this moment I'm thinking "WTF" and once I felt the momentum stop I scurry to my feet as it is on a bend and a highway to boot (for those in the know, it was on the New England Highway in front of the OAK milk factory, you know the bend?). Cars, trucks etc are racing past me and no one stops. I see a break in the traffic and try and pick my bike up, my head is pounding and I'm shaking. A tractor that I overtook 2 minutes earlier pauses behind me, clearly waiting for me to pick up my bike and move it so he can continue his journey. I was struggling so I waved to him to help, reluctantly he does. Once on the grass, he says "you ok" I said yes and he then takes off quicker than a person with the runs. I get my mobile phone out, and try and ring my work, but shit i have no credit. I wheel my bike along the grass into the Hungry Jacks car park at Hexham, tell them I've had a bike accident (my trousers are torn and I'm bleeding) and say I need to use a phone. they point me to the payphone offer no assitence in first aid etc. Call my boss (he rides a bike), call my wife, call my insurance company to get bike towed. Wife arrives, wait for tow truck, then wife took me to hospital where I spent 6 hrs in a neck brace even though i walked in. The Staff at John Hunter Hospital in Newcastle were first class, they were concerned that i came off at 60+km hr and saw my helmet was a bit beaten up, so that's why they went overkill. So, what did I learn from my first fall. 1) Buffer, buffer, buffer. Even though Honda Prelude was Driving Miss Daisy, ultimately I was responsible for being so close. 2) Protective gear. My Jacket, gloves, boots, and Full face helmet (i hate to think if I wore a half face) did what I paid good money for them to do, protect me. Unfortunately, I did not wear the right pants and am suffering for that: 3) Always have credit and emergency details on phone. I wasted a lot of time trying to get numbers. 4) Don't count on the general public as these bastards left me on the side of the road, no one stopped! 5) Boycott Hexham Hungry Jacks for a "F" effort in helping someone out. I'll write letter to the store owner and Hungry Jacks franchise outling their shite effort. Ah well, I live to tell the tale and I've accepted that ultimately it was my fault. But that sound when you crash, it is so awful, nothing slow motion about it, it was so quick. Looks like my levers on the right side all need replacing, handlebars were twisted a bit, and my after market windshield was cactus. Just nursing a bruised ego, headache, sore knee and hip.