The sun was in the middle of the sky, you couldn't hear a sound in the middle of the woods. John, Mehros, Michele, William, and I were on a ride with our bikes, we were all in single file line going up and down, hitting rocks, jumping over logs, having trouble keeping up with each other till it happened. In the middle of nowhere, I was going downhill on the rocky ground, a big rock appeared in my way, there was no choice for me but to brake, I braked so hard that the bike was flipping in the air, and I fell about five feet down from the hill. In a moment I thought I died, I opened my eyes and saw Michele and Mehros Running towards me in a worry and calling the others for help, I got up and couldn't believe that I was alive, luckily the ground was soft because of the leaves and the mud. But unfortunately, my bike's stem was ridiculously broken, I couldnt even figur out how that happened. So we all had o go to John's house because it was close to where we were, and took turns pushing my broken bike. finally when we got there, we put our bikes in John's backyard and finished our trip in his car. What a ride!
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