This happened back in March. It was just before 8pm when I left the office, taking the same route I have been riding (almost) every weekeday for the past 4 years, down Dudley St and turning left on to Wurundjeri Wy. As usual, I enter the corner (road surface here is notoriously uneven) at low speed. As usual, I entered on the right wheel track of the left lane (double-lane, one-way). As usual, I leant slightly towards the left. Everything was so familiar I felt like I could make this turn blindfolded. Everything was so familiar... except one thing: I didn't finish the turn and when I realised what had happened, I was on the ground and my bike was laying there 5 metres away from me. Picked myself up, then I started to feel pain on the left side of my body as the shock started to recede. Picked up the bike, pushed it to the roadside. Tried to collect my thoughts and assess the situation: Damage to bike: bent left foot peg, broken front left indicator, crooked handle bar. Damage to self: not-so-serious abrasions and bruises on left palm, wrist, and knee. (yes, with adequate gear on) End result: Bike repair $150 at E2W (Pete is a great bloke!). A trip to Alfred Hospital ER for check-up and x-ray ($0, covered by Medicare. Didn't go with TAC because of the $500+ excess). A visit to the police station to make a report. 3 days off work. Reason why all this had happened: Some fcuker has left a trail of oil spill in the middle of the road!!! It was a blind corner due to the overhead tram track which blocks not only the view but majority of the lights. Photo was taken from the opposite direction (where I came off) and there is a full height wall dividing the lanes I was on from the oncoming traffic and that wall was blocking that spotlight in the photo big time from where I entered. I was angry when it happened and just couldn't comprehend how and why that oil spill was left on the road and no one did anything about it. After a couple of days off at home, I calmed down a lil bit and thought things like this happened due to a series of chain events. Perhaps I should have paid more attention then I already had, someone could have put a warning sign there, someone should have sent their car/truck to service on schedule, etc, etc... coulda, woulda, shoulda. None of these happened so... there I was, laying in the middle of the road, smelling like a gas station. Unlucky I suppose. I did call VicRoads to report the condition while I was chilling in the ER waiting room.