George Clooney—a man of taste, a man of glamour, a man that Amal Clooney would deign to marry—appears to live an increasingly charmed existence. He spent much of the early aughts evading Italian paparazzi near his Lake Como home. Fancy, no? But now, he, his barrister wife, and his twin babies (one boy, one girl) are living in that Georgian mansion at Sonning Eye on the Thames hosting exceptional dinner parties and catching a show at the local theater, and he kept the Como villa. Quite the come up.

Even his brushes with death are elegant these days, more European. Take Tuesday’s news, per Sardinia paper La Nuova Sardegna: Clooney got in an accident when his moped collided with a Mercedes while he was near the resort town of Costa Corallina. Apparently, the actor is there because he’s directing Catch-22, his Hulu limited series.

And he’s fine! He popped over to the hospital for an M.R.I. regardless, and was diagnosed with a slight knee injury. But still, how scary is that? How elegantly frightening?

What’s the most European way to have a brush with death? Choking on a stray bone in the cassoulet before clearing the trachea with a digestif, a lovely Strega you just brought back from Rome? Got a little too close to the cliff’s edge in Cinque Terre on an amble home from a late lunch and slipped a little? Gout? No, no, non. It’s certainly a moped accident on the way to a beach resort in Sardinia. There was really no contest.