There was one time that feeling lucky may be stronger than embarrassed. One evening when I was young and very dumb, I was riding through town after consuming a few to many beers (drunk as a fish is what I was) and made a right turn in front of the police station. It must have been shift change or something, but there were about 15 or 20 cops standing in front of the building and next to the street. I wheeled around the corner and crashed the fuck out of myself, right there in front of all those Cops. I got up and looked over at them expecting to get hauled in. Most, if not all of them were laughing their asses off, like doubled over laughing. I just shrugged, like WTF, and any that weren't laughing before, were then.
I picked the bike up, kicked it over, and rode away shaking my head.
I decided that embarrassment still beat the shit out of a night in the poke.
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