Personal+Narrative+18

My dad holding my back going down the trail smooth and bumpy,falling and riding this way and that way roaming to dad and roaming away.Until that day I road down the hill going faster and faster yelling 'help!'. A little test drive went wrong, pulling the wrong brakes on the left of the bike,flipping in the air two feet from the ground then, CRASH,landing upside down with my bike on top of my arm,legs,every where on my back.One knee cap scraped with missing skin.