I was in my mid teens (can't remember much, accidents do that) and came off the back of a motor bike that the driver (long gone ex) lost control of on a dirt road out the back of Mollyulla, vic.
I sailed over the top of him, skidded (apparently) about thirty feet along the rocky, gravel road, crashed into an embankment, and my poor dad had to drive three hours to collect me from Benalla hospital that nite. I then spent xmas eve at FTG hospital having more x-rays, only to find I had a badly fractured skull.
That was a crappy xmas... :(
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