So, I decide to explore a bit out to the north of the DC ruins, and cross the little bridge at the Super Duper Mart...wasted an enclave outpost, a raider and his dog, searched for a dead trader and felt sorry for his pack brahmin and dog (unsuccessfully searched I might add), and looted the corpses of the rather cheeky Talon death squad that actually did ambush me (it's easy to get lazy and 'unaware' after Homefront I think) and it's late dusk.
So, thinking I'd find a nice layover for the night and rp it out a bit, I clamber up onto the overpass nearby (the one just to the north on the potomac up from the bridge), but in the gathering darkness I thought I spotted either an ammo box or some other booty out on the overpass proper...so, up I jump, and run up towards it, thinking to my real life self about how thankfull it was that the game didn't include collapsing structures....and then fell through the crack in the road surface that I didn't see in the dark....
Auuuuggghhh...*headbang on computer desk....@#$%ing roleplaying 'no pipboy light' cursing...
Man, even several thousand hours of playing later, after release, this game still requires you to have your **** together...