I tried to ride my white 3-wheeler tricycle down the stairs, about 5 years ago... It didn't really work out all that well. Now that I think back in it, maybe that's why Im a few steps from paranoid... Don't really remember much from that... Uh... "Incedent".
Another story: I was obsessed with dinosaurs for a period of time (you know, like stages. Dinos, the trucks, then teletubbies, or whatever). Once, I was reenacting the dinosaur with the really hard rocky head that just runs into stuff. I ran from my room into my parents room, across the hall. The top of my head hit the little metal thingy that the door clicks into, you know, the part
with the subtle curve outward so the door slides in easily. Bam. I couldn't are where I was ping because m head was forward and I was looking down. I kind of assume that I would make it into the room. Anyway, neither turned out well...