It definitely feels like I'm tempting fate to even talk about this. But I would say in the past 4 months (about 2400 miles/3863k) I have had one fall/crash when cycling (commuting) on a bike path and crossing at an intersection with a road when a car took a right on red without stopping. I, fortunately, was not going fast, anticipated the driver's move and just hit the brakes a little harder than necessary and went not quite "over the handlebars" but close to it. I was fine but [censored]- mostly at my overreaction to his turn, failure to even more properly anticipate the idiotic driver and the driver's speeding away when he saw me fall.
I'm in the Northeast of the US and winter means wet leaves and ice both of which have brought me down on a pretty yearly basis. I have not included mountain bike crashes because they more less go with the territory and unless I hit the ground really hard I don't think about them all that much.
On the road I keep my head up and stay alert for road hazards ie. crazy drivers, pedestrians, opening car doors, other cyclists, little kids, drunks, squirrels, dogs, cats, Canadian geese, wild turkeys, deer, fallen branches, sticks, glass, potholes, sewer gratings, metal plates, metal grates, cans, bottles, roadkill, hubcaps, trashcans, pieces of wood, puddles, sand, gravel, nails, tacks, curbs, traffic islands, unexpected chains across roads...
In other words, "I keep my eyes wide open all the time. I ride the line."- by the late great Johnny Crash. :eek: