Castle Combe bit me (again) today and added another to the smashed collarbones in the series, making a total of eight so far this season. :-( I got skittled from behind by an orange bib numpty who then proceeded to ride over me and the bike. I managed to get up and off the track but laid the other side of the armco and just knew my collarbone had gone. One ride in the ambulance and a rather sweaty me as the doc removed my leathers, a load of pain killers, getting picked up by my old man who drove 4+ hours to come and get me then a trip to Chelmsford A&E, a blue spongy sling and I'm finally at home. Leathers and lid are a write off, bike has lots of cosmetic damage plus a bent zorst where he used me as a braking marker and probably bearing trouble if it was running while on it's side. Isn't racing great!