Injuries

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At the start of my riding career I didn't really have any broken bones. I knocked myself out about 5 times on my fifty as I always had the goal to conquer the big jumps. My Dad took me to a really cool motocross track one day it was huge. My Dad and his mate let me get used to the track then they started riding. It wasn't until I fell off a realised that my Dad and his mate weren't there. I got worried only a little but kept riding. I stopped riding and sat on the back of the ute to wait for them. I had my lollies snakes , gummy bears, bananas, smiths chips and my powerade with me when I heard the loud bikes coming back. The men on the bikes was my Dad and his mates they were covered in mud and the bikes were steaming.
They got off and said " where have you being we've being looking everywhere for you" I said " I fell of and couldn't find you so I road back.
In the later years of my career in 2014 it was my first enduro of the year and I was 13 I had qualified really well in the special tests ( the part were they time you ) then we had to go out on a trail ride. I had finished my last special test and was riding the red loop and a little tacker was on the side of the track. I stopped and the rest of my mates kept riding, luckily the little tacker was fine I started his bike and we were on are way. My mates were supposed to wait for me but they don't. So when I was riding back I had it on full throttle and I hit natural whoops and during the day there must of being another one formed. I leant back because there was two there already and when I leant back forward and when I had done that there was a log in the new one. My front wheel hit it the log and it crossed my bars and I went over. My are hit a rock when I landed and it broke my wrist! I didn't realise until my jersey went tight......

Hey guys stay tuned for my next chapter it will be about what happens next I hope you have no joyed it
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