I was in a hurry to get to a friend's and some lady cut me off. Instead of a controlled emergency stop I did what I'll call a "Panic Stop", locked up the back wheel, it drifted to the right... I overcompensated the front wheel then snapped to the right, I went flying... I somehow had enough brains in me to make sure the pads on my jacket landed first. I slid about 10 feet along the ground, I have a couple holes in my jeans a patch of road rash about the size of a quater and a nervous twitch to show for it. I'll need a new jacket and pair of jeans. As for the bike. The breakaway pegs, of course, broke off. My right front turn signal's cover broke. My front brake lever broke off, my rear brake pedal is bent down... Some minor scratches on the paint on the front fender and one of my saddle bags will need to be replaced.... Crap.