Well, after a year being on this wonderful site, I have finally posted my Sig-Fig! Why am I on a scooter you may ask, because my siblings always say I have a bad reputation with a scooter. It all started when I was 8 years old. Some of my siblings and I walked with my oldest brother on his paper route, Braydon went down someones driveway on his scooter and said it was fun. (It was a pretty steep driveway.) So I decided to go down. It didn't go so well. I was going down, I was almost at the bottom, I saw a pile of leaves at the end, and I crashed into them. There was something under the leaves, (Maybe it was a rock, I don't know.) I hit what was under there and I flung up in the air. In midair the handle bars to the scooter turned sideways. The handle bars were coming at my left eye and I landed strait on it. You can actually call me lucky. The doctor told my parents if the handle bar had hit half an inch down (I really don't know.) I would have gone blind in that eye! I had to have surgery. To this day (I'm 13 now.) I still remember it.