There was this time when I was climbing this really steep hill, I was standing up on the peddles, changed gear, the chain went over the top into the rear spokes.
For a few seconds I was left peddling furiously but going nowhere until I tilted over into an ungainly heap.
Oh how the passers bye laughed
The there was the time I floated effortlessly into the dark carpark at work and as I slowing to stop and thinking of unclipping, a car started up and shone its headlights, startled me, then a second car, but by now I was stationary and I just had time to think, "This is gonna hurt" as I landed on my knee.
And the cars just drove off leaving me sprawled on the floor in agony.
And soooo many near misses.
Maybe my motor nurons (is that how you spell it) are'nt quick enough for this clipless thing