Turning right from the tram lane, wheels didn't like gripping the wet tracks and spun out. Yes, I stacked from pretty much completely stationary.
No real damage, just the tiniest bit of skin off one knee, a bit of paint of the bar ends, and a big chunk of my pride.
Oh yeah, and a nice white t-shirt going completely black down the front from the road. More laundry to do. Whinge.
