Image by J Heffner. Used with permission.
Eight. I remember eight times when I have either blacked out completely from an accident, or hit hard enough that I could not walk or think straight afterward. Here, as I slowly came to, the ATV riders took shape above me, hovering in fascination. They stared at the tread marks burned across my stomach.
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