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Originally Posted by Kitsa
I'm not ever supposed to ride a bike, but one time my grandmother gave me one and I lost control going down a hill and reportedly skidded like 10 feet on my face. My nose looked like raw hamburger with bits of gravel in it. I was knocked out cold and apparently a car almost ran over me before they saw me and stopped and called for an ambulance.
Given what else is wrong with me, I have no idea how I survived that but the skin on my nose came back, freckles and all.
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Freckles are tough like that.
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