When I was 13 or so, my dad and I went cycling. We were going down this very steep hill and my dad was yelling at me to change gears. And well, in order to do that, you have to be pedaling. So, I am going downhill very quickly and pedaling as well. I am having a difficult time finding the gear I need.
By my clever foreshadowing, I'm sure that you could guess that it didn't end up very well.
I wound up crashing into a wall, thus rendering my left knee a mass of hamburger meat. I had to bike all the way home with blood pouring down my leg and barely able to pedal at all.
I needed a few stitches, but to this day there is a huge scar on my knee that pretty much covers the entire kneecap.
Where is the most memorable scar on your body? And maybe a story to go with it?