I only really remember one crash which I could see unfolding before me; I was carrying something with one hand and the other hand was not in a position to brake or make enough of a steering correction. My only options were to crash (in the grass) or hit a parked car head-on. I headed for the grass and kind of rolled the bike over into it. Otherwise, most crashes just kind of happened with no warning. Well, there was that one time a guy coming the other way kicked me and I went sailing off into the brush, but that too was totally unforeseen. Otherwise, I haven't crashed in many years, including all the years I lived in Peoria where I rode my bike probably more than ever before.