I remember a few years ago in Glasgow city centre I heard a yelp of pain and looked over my shoulder to see a guy upside down in the air. He was actually vertical, but upside down, about twelve inches off the ground.
He'd run into one of those waist high metal bollards that line some streets. The impact had flicked his body up and over. On landing he stood up, dusted his jacket a little, laughed nervously and carried on running.
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