There was a guy in the gym, who was among our fittest. He suddenly disappeared for a year, reappearing only a year after, becoming John Doe again. All masses gained before were lost.
Apparently he was involved in an accident with a lorry (!), was hospitalized for six months and took another six months to recuperate...
Needless to say, the injury must have been very serious.
My elder brother carried too many books during his uni days and rammed into a car, breaking his collar bone. Today whenever the day feels cold that bone will feel 'cold' too...
In recent memory, my mom brought too many homework home (bags of cloths) and got into near accidents twice. Luckily both were merely superficial - bruises.
My rider colleague, recently turned driver, rammed into the car in front and smashed his knee cap. Now he strongly recommends against me riding.
I'm really kiasi...
Goatboy will always cherish his former goatgirl.
But the world is full of fluffier ones.