Lets see here....
November 1992 - I slipped and fell down the stairs going to our basement
June 1993 - I broke several toes on my right foot when I tripped on our stove. The toes didn't break becasue I hit the stove, they broke because they got caught under the stove and bent up when I fell.
October 1995 - I jump up and down in excitement when I sucessfully install a 4X (oooooh, speeeeeed!!) CD-ROM drive into my computer, and smack my head on low hanging beam in our house
March 1997 - I do the same thing as above, only I was roller blading in PE class, and the object my head met was an steel beam for a stair case
riding a bike... Too many to count on both hands and feet, some notables
June 1987 - I forget how to use the brake on my bike and I crash into, and put a hole into our garage door
July 1992 - I crash my bike into a tree
June 1993 - I crash my bike into a car
July 1994 - I get my left foot caught in the front wheel of my bike and I catapult over the front, I end up with a pretty good concusion.
One thing I hated about my bike, I always would manage to get my shoelaces caught in the pedals as I rode. The laces would get wrapped up and I wouldn't notice it until I felt one shoe suddenly get really tight. The kind of bike I had was a second hand one from my grandparents where the brake was operated by turing the pedal backwards, which meant I couldn't free-wheel the pedals in reverse, so when I got my laces caught, I had two choices
1.) pedal on and break off the lace
2.) stop and preform a delicate balancing act while I took off the shoe that was caught and get it unstuck
To my credit, I never was unlucky enough to get both feet caught at the same time.
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