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Once, when I was a preteen, I was riding a boys bike on which I could not reach the ground. I was going pretty slowly, came to a sudden stop due to the person in front of me, and slid off the seat onto the bar causing me to walk funny and thus have to explain to my parents and friends what happened.
When I was little, I was a pretty good roller skater, and a few years ago, a cousin wanted to go, so I figured, hey, it's probably like riding a bike... umm, no. I fell and severely sprained my ankle... on the carpet before ever reaching the skate floor. I was on crutches for two weeks and had to wear a brace for 3 months... again, it was the explaining to people what happened that was embarrassing.
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