Paul

I had a bike when I was 17 before I got a car - and I remember once in some light rain that I was approaching some lights going slightly downhill (at about 20mph). The lights changed to red so I applied the brakes - however, instead of stopping the bike wheels just seemed to lock and I carried on !. Next thing I know, the bike is going one way and I am going the other, and we both skid to a halt at the lights.

I remember just sitting up in the road looking at the bike and feeling very stupid.

A passer by came over to me to see if I was ok and helped me pick the bike up. The only damage was a smashed indicator and some very dented pride. Looking back there were some telltale signs of a bit of oil on the road which I must have hit. I got back on and drove home.