16 years old on my first bike, a 1972 Honda CL450 Scrambler. Hightailing it down a crowed dirt road that had been made flat by laying loose gravel. I discovered the placement of a helmet sized rock buried in the gravel at ~40MPH.
THUMP - Tank Slapper - High Side - Tuck and roll into the berm which flipped me up ass-over-teakettle into a tumble weed.
Zero injuries due to the crash but I did sprain my toe kicking my bike in frustration before realizing I'd lost my shoe.
I'm told it was a sight to behold.
Dad paid for the ice cream that day AFTER he wiped the tears from his eyes from laughing so hard.
"Yes. It looks insubordinate, but it isn't really." - T.E. Lawrence