Here is a summary of my 39 years of "Live to Fall". I'll just mention street bikes since falling is a given when riding offroad
I laid this bike down under the rear bumper of a school bus when I was young, dumb, and full of myself at 16. I later got hit by a car and my Dad sold the bike.
I flipped this bike a few times at highway speed when pulling off the roadway into the gravel shoulder after I dropped a glass bottle of Coke on the tank and freaked....had to haul it home in the trunk of a car for repairs and get a few stitches.
I dropped this bike while making a u-turn when I was stoned and drunk riding home from an all day outdoor rock concert....made it to a motel. I think it was a good concert too.
I also ran straight off the road in a curve when I was drunk a few years later....still drove it home.
And finally (using an older stock photo), I laid this bike down passing a pickup on a windy country road at about 35. I was stone sober, but wasn't watching for some slippery old leaves as I leaned into a curve. Went to a bar, had a beer, and went back home to heal my pride and start repairs. That was 5 years ago, so maybe I finally learned.