This is kind of Desmond's skidmark story. I used to live on a really big hill and on the bottom of the hill it "L" shaped and turns into another street. So, being the smart person that I am, I tried to see how fast I could go down the hill. The bad part is I was using my friends bike and he's brakes were pretty messed up. So I'm flying down hill wondering excactly how fast I am going. When I get about 3/4 down I start to try and use the brakes, but the bike won't slow down. So now I start to panic. As I was turning the bike turned on it's side and my leg was trapped under it (did I mention I was wearing shorts). So now the bike is sliding down the street on it's side with me under it. Luckily I was able to walk away with just a lot of cuts and bruises and legs.