Not my worst injury, but my best story. I was riding along taking it easy down a semi steep slope when a kid (I'de say around 10) did one of those: "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WATCH OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!". He was obviously bombing the hill and lost control. He tried to stop but lost his edge pushing his base into the back of my knee making me fall head first onto his edge. We rag dolled a little down the hill and stopped close to each other. Slightly concussed and confused I made my way to the kid, who was crying at this point. I asked: "Are you ok?". He instantly stopped crying and a shocked look appeared on his face. I hadn't noticed, but I sliced my head on his edge and I had blood gushing from my forehead (not kidding, there was blood all over the snow, my coat and my gloves; a real bloodbath). Poor kid started crying again. When I noticed the blood I got up quickly, pushed, my toque against my cut and bolted towards the lodge. I now have a scar in the middle of my forehead... I tell girls I got it after almost landing my third consecutive 1080.
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