The "post traumatic shaking knees" is quite a sensation.
Through 100% negligence of my own, I once got hit by a car while I was on my bike. I basically t-boned his front right wheel and over I went and thought "my helmet is hanging on the door knob at home". Luckily this guy had seen me coming and had stopped dead and I did hit the brakes but a little late. I basically rolled over his hood and landed on my feet just outside the driver's window, which he rolled down and said "are you okay" and I said "I guess I am". So I picked up my bike, he drove away and I actually laughed at the thing and then my knees started shaking so I walked my bike home on shaky legs.
Another time -- I am a hopeless handy-man. Useless and happy to admit it. But once I had a job as basically "handy-man's lackey" at a hotel. The guy was doing some electrical work and he said "take out that power outlet" and I said "I don't know how" and he said "you'll figure it out" and I said "I don't want to get electrocuted" and he said "the power is off, don't worry, it's easy". Sure enough I'm messing around down there with a screwdriver and everything starts to turn blue and before I even know what's happening my arm with the screwdriver flies out behind me and the screwdriver goes skittering across the floor. The boss-man notices this and says "what happened" and I said "I think I got a little bit electrocuted". Knees knocking again and I decided that sweeping the parking lot was more my speed. He didn't disagree. He did check that outlet though and there wasn't any power in it anymore.
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