I was left-hooked on the Earls Court one way system today. My right knee completely fubared his door mirror before I bounced off his wing and ended up on the tarmac with the bike underneath me. The sound of impact caused some witnesses to rush towards me and look concerned. I got up and span the front wheel to see if it was damaged. It seemed OK and so did I. The driver was extremely apologetic and asked if I was sure I was OK. I was. He offered me a drink at the pub on the corner but I was in a hurry, so we just shook hands and went on our ways. Stuff happens.