I flipped a trike back in the day. Looking back I really should have died. I tried to dodge a rabbit on a narrow trail. Didn't know how to work the gears or brakes so I just cut a hard turn so front wheel spiked and flipped the trike. I have a slow motion memory welded into my brain of the trike flying over my head and landing with a thud. Dusted myself off and rode back. I was like 15 at the time and had no idea what I was doing. Trikes are evil.
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