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when i was 14, i had a job delivering newspapers, i had a front rack on my bike, loaded with newspapers. i hit an obscured drainage cover, my bike flipped forware and my front tooth met pavement. my friend was with me and grabbed the rear wheel. i was in a daze, it happened so fast. a guy driving past stopped to see if i was okay.
i lost a front tooth, the newspaper paid to have a crown put on, which is now the wrong color, but im too lazy to go to the dentist.
when i was 6, i was sitting on the bed while my older sister was ironing a shirt, she put the iron down on the bed, got up and the iron flipped over unto the back of my hand, making this cool scar. its almost gone now.
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