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| What a pretty face! |
We had a little incident with a boy meeting the asphalt track. What is summer without some scabs, right? Luckily there were no broken bones.
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| Road Rash Leg |
I am reminded that scars have stories. I remember a bike accident I had on the street of my childhood home. It was a steep hill and I believe that I loss control going down. I ended up with a nice scar on my elbow. I guess it is a rite of passage. Did you have an awesome bike wreck during your childhood?
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