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02-28-2004, 01:22 PM
when i was 10, i was riding my bike down the culdasak, and driveway. i had my hands on the bars that stick up, not the ones that have the brakes. i went through the grass, goin so fast, that when i was reaching for my brakes, slipped, hit grass, got up, looking for injuries, seeing none, till i looked at my left knee. i still have an oval-shaped scar there. ha
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