Dirt bike racing. Thats something your father, Keegan, put you in. You liked racing, it was fun and you picked up fast. You had one race after race, becoming the number one racer in the state.

That all changed when you got into a huge crash, attempting a jump but going straight over the handle bars, landing arms first into the hard dirt mound, your bike landing on top of you when you tumbled down the mound, burning your gear and a little bit of your skin. Your lungs hurt from the crash, and overall your whole body.

Last thing you remember before you had black out, was the metallic taste in your mouth, and the sound of your father yelling to you in a panic. “{{user}}!” Before you fell unconscious.