Part 23 - Bike Wreck

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8-18-17

So my dad has a bar in the garage, which we have turned into his man cave. Some drink require Pineapple juice to make. But we ran out of it. So dad sent me to Harps, the local grocery store in the area to get pineapple juice. So I take my bike, go the Harps, but the juice, and leave.

BUT

My area of the neighborhood has hills. Not big ones, but just enough that going uphill kills your legs. And that going downhill is extremely fast.

On my way back, pineapple juice and a drink for me in my bag (because my bike doesn't have a basket, which I should look into soon) and I reach my street.

Coming back means going downhill. But there's this one spot where it goes uphill for a few seconds then downhill the rest of the way.

You know how when you ride a bike downhill, your pedals become very loose? Like you can't really pedal?

Yeah so I was a couple seconds before hitting the small uphill when I shifted my foot so I could get a better grip on the pedal, and I started pedaling so I could just keep going at my high speed without slowing down. But pedaling when they were loose caused me to push down hard on one side, which made my foot slide into the gears.

This made my lose my control and I ended up flying through the air into the hard road.

On my face.

I got up only to realize that there was blood everywhere and that I couldn't do shit because I was bleeding badly and I was shaking from the pain.

About a minute after I crashed, this couple that lives in the house that was roughly 50 feet away came home. They stopped the car near me and asked if I needed help. Then I lifted my face and they saw all the blood.

The lady ran into the house to get me a wet washcloth to put over my face. At this point I wasn't sure if I was bleeding from my nose, mouth, or chin. The guy helped me to their house and he took me to my home, which is about 5 houses down.

My mom took me to the hospital and I ended up getting 5 stitches in my chin. I ended up having so many injuries.

I have scrapes all over my hands and arms, i have a humongous scrap on my side and on my knee, a huge and nasty bump on my forehead, there's a gigantic gash on my knee, bruises all up and down my legs, road rash on my boob and the fleshy part on my hip.

All the nurse's that tended to me freaking laughed. One would walk in and go "who did you fight?" and other similar comments like this.

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But anyways, this fucking hurt.

Worst thing in the world.

- Sam

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