I think a remote uncle of mine might have claimed a record in bike-related bone breaks but had not lost his phlegmatic cool when I met him, in retirement. He was a speedway and grass track rider pre-WWII and had broken most of them in one event or another. He was a member of the winning team in some Belgian event where the winners were presented with gold watches. These were placed in the cylinders of their machines and the heads bolted back on before the journey home, for safe keeping. He said.
(I can't think how my previous posting got printed twice.)
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