Guess what? Later in the evening, I had an epic bike crash. It happened when I tried to ride up the curb. I hit my knee again, my wrist, my elbow and my head (on both sides). My glasses cut the flesh above my left eyebrow. Mom even thought that I might need stitches. Some ladies came over to see what happened to me. I walked my bike half way to my house then coasted the rest of the way. To end my day of injuries I slipped on the slippery hardwood floors in our house and found another scratch on my leg while I was in an ice cold shower. The day couldn't get worse, or could it?