I hope the driver paid you afterwards.
Another story I have is one that happened to me not long after the bike story. One night I was doing my homework (back when I actually had homework), thinking about how awesome the trip to the Liberty Science Center in New Jersey was going to be. My sister was jealous to the point where she was crying about the fact that dad was going with me. I playfully taunted her, which wasn't that great of an idea. She started beating me, though I used one of my textbooks as a shield and I didn't receive any damage. Then she went into the den where my father was and started yelling at him, telling him he couldn't go on the trip with me, but in vain. I decided to taunt her again with a Nelson Muntz laugh.
She took a plastic garbage can and hit me in the head with it. Got a gash on my forehead that luckily didn't require stitches. I did need to go to the hospital, though. Only time I've had to go for an injury.