Well I was reading the "horror stories" here, and mine isn't as bad as some I read.
My first time riding my Banshee at Banshee Hill in Winchester Bay, OR, and I was about half way through my day. Getting used to my twist throttle and spanking some 4 strokes pretty good.
Well, I decided to make a lone pass up, just to get some attention. Mind you there was about 15 people sitting around at the time. Well, I took off in second, went to grab third and wouldn't you know it, got TOO MUCH of a grab on the throttle. And right off the back I went, flat on my back. My bike just proceeded up the hill without me until it finally came to a stop.
Not only was I embarassed that I got thrown from my own bike, but I also had to chase it 50 feet up the hill to get back on her. AND I stallled it trying to turn it around.
I never claimed to be graceful.