Accidental!

When I was 14 i liked to roam around town whenever our parents would let us, which wasn't often. I had a purple bike that I loved riding.sometimes a few of us kids would ride together, others would use scooters. One day I wanted to make cookies and needed to go to the little local gas station to get butter. I wanted to take Liz with me, but only one bike was operational. So I had a great idea, I got a rope and tied a scooter to the back of my bike. Liz wasn't sure about it, but I talked her into it. At first it was ok, then I started riding faster. Liz asked me to slow down, but I didn't. Then the tiny scooter wheel hit a big rock and Liz fell straight against the gravel road. I was terrified, and I went to her, she wanted to go home, because her hand hurt really bad, but the only way home was to walk. So we walked home. Laura took Liz to the hospital, she didn't ask what happened. Turned out Liz had broken her pinkie from the part that connects the the palm, to the middle of the Palm, she had to wear a cast for a month and a half. I felt terrible. Moral of the story is, if there aren't enough bikes....WALK.