Ha! fair do. It was pretty rediculous.
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Commuting to work earlier in the week I got a puncture in my rear wheel. Took back wheel off, changed tube, on my way. Very smooth Tommy, Mclaren F1 pitstop team would be proud of that! I think to myself as I move off. A bit further up the road I slow as there's a red light ahead. The light then turns green so I begin to accelerate, out of the saddle as I'm going up a small incline. At this point, and seemingly out of nowhere, the bike stops dead, and I'm straight over the handlebars with no warning! I'm clipped in so the bike follows me until I land in a crumpled mess on the floor with no idea what had caused it. There's no cars directly behind me thank god, and all those around me who witnessed it had the decency not to immediately break out into laughter. No doubt that kicked in some time soon after. It must have been a bizzare sight to see. At first I was more worried about the bike but other than scuff marks to the brake levers I think it's ok. Then the adrenaline wears off a little and I can feel the pain in my wrist and back. I've had broken ribs before which I wouldn't wish on anyone.. Even though it hurt it didn't hurt that much so that was a relief. I was more worried about my wrist being fractured (which I've also had before), but now I'm fairly confident it's just bruised. I got to work and cycled home that night but I've been pretty tender all week. My wrist is OKish but the back still seems mad at me...
Quite honestly what's worse than the pain is not being able to cycle at the moment. That and the fact that when I'm not cycling I use all my cycling energy on planning things cycling related to spend money on!
Oh yeah. The conclusion is:
Muppet didn't tighten his rear wheel properly. Wheel drops out. And said muppet lands in a big mess on the floor...