Must be around 12 years of a 3-and-a-half mile commute.
One me/pedestrian collision - pelican crossing, green traffic light, teenage girl chatting to pals, didn't even look around before stepping off the pavement. I learned to not trust peds at all.
One whoops dismount - it wasn't icy, but it had been raining. Sharp right turn at a junction, front wheel washes out, bike and I carry on sliding, crossing a lane and a half, without so much as a graze. I learned to take that corner much slower in the wet as it seems to be peculiarly non-adhesive. Even witnessed another cyclist do exactly the same thing at the same corner.
One me/pedestrian near-miss - I overtook a bus that was stationary. Just about to get level with drivers cab when I spot a granny crossing the road in front of it. My emergency stop somersaulted me over the handlebars, landing at the granny's feet, dislocating my shoulder. Bus driver commended me on the acrobatic avoiding tactic. I learned to pass buses much slower.
One me/car collision - two lane road, left hand lane a bus/bike lane. Car passed me then pulled into left-hand lane to undertake queue in right-hand lane. But then changed his mind. So stopped, indicating to try to get back into the right-hand lane. I hadn't slowed down as expected them to carry on, realised too late and rear-ended them. That wasn't bad at all, it was one of those little Renault people carriers, soft and bouncy. The subsequent landing on the ground was much worse. Driver was almost in tears with apologising and SMIDSYing.
And only one me/car shouty incident - same road as the me/car colision, me in the bike lane, car (non-taxi) comes up behind me undertaking the queue. I'm a safe distance from kerb. At the next lights loudly tells me to move further over so he can get past.
I think that's not too bad over the years.