I've never broken a bone, but I have been hit by a car on 3 different occasions. You'd think I'd learn to look both ways after the first time.
Lots of stitches from different events involving being hit by plates, doors, floors, fences, knives, moltov debris, extremely sharp pencils/pens (yes, both), nails, and that's all I can think of.
Oh, and once I was shot at (shots fired in my vicinity) during a hostage-ish situation. He wasn't aiming for me in particular, but was hopped up on cocaine (I beleieve it was cocaine) and kinda waving a gun around. Luckily, nobody got hurt.
Thinking back on my life, how did I not break any bones... I suppose there is still time.