The crews trapeze wire snapped on my 125 dinghy with the kite up. While he was tea-bagging on the end of the spinnaker sheet about 4m behind the nearly capsized boat I swung my leg over the gunwale to step on the centreboard and prevent a complete capsize. I just missed it and the calf of my leg slid down the sharp trailing edge, losing a layer of skin about 3" wide and 12" long. It looked worse than it felt.

Oh, and the broken beer bottle I stepped on under the water while launching, that was hell! It was while on holiday when I was much younger. The next day was the calmest I've ever seen the lake so my brother and I hunted for all the broken glass under the water in the area, me on the bow of the boat spotting, brother pulling it along and diving for the glass. We filled half a bucket! Still Couldn't do much for the rest of the holiday though.