My experience and first accident on bike

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(Hello everyone here how are you doing I hope you all are doing well, I am new here, and it has been so excited to join you in the cycling community. I really gonna share my early cycling experience with you, please read to the end.
@cycling community.
Cycling is a very existing and a unique experience sporting activity to embark on. I have loved cycling so much since my childhood and in my adulthood.
I learned to cycle when I was much younger, within my ten years. Though it was fun, but I have a bad memory of taking cycling at that early age.

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Being a village child who was not exposed too much civilization, cycling was the only means that I could go to school early and run some errant with stress-free.

No one in the village, walks on foot, that's like, saying, you will never reach your destination and meet with other things for the day.

So one day, a waited for my parents to leave the house for their daily business so that I could have the spare cycle at home. When they went, I sniff into the old kitchen and brought out the old cycle.

This is me to the downhill, I rode down and waited at the bottom of one old track road where, I had to cross down to the cycle playing grounds.

Not knowing that why my parents abandoned the cycle was because the pedal control and the chains has worn out. When I called some of my pair groups who were also a novice.

The older one asks me to climb and I, at first, I insisted because of the fear of falling. He gave me assurance that he was going to give me assistance by holding back the bike cycle if I wanted to fall, as I attempted to move it.

Oh, me! I agree, sat on the tail rode of the bike cycle, called white horse, with my both house shaking. Go ahead, he screamed. My soul was out of my body.

It grew my interest, slowly I began to lose more of my fears to the fun of the ride, though still feeling terrified as I gained speed gradually, while my friend was still holding a wedge for me from behind.

Then I felt I was on top of the world, hustled with all my energy straightly looking no left nor right into a 4 or 5 footwall of the sloppy hills of the road.

I was fine with only a few bruises and scratches, which happened, when I lost my thoughts that I was ridding the bike cycle with the head lamp of my friend's assistant.

And when I got my head cracked on the floor, that was when I realized my friend had long ago left holding the bike cycle as he promised to do.

At this point everyone should know, how it was going to be when I got home.

To start with, I never knew the chain was bad and to crown it all, the only hope left me and the bike cycle laughing me behind, it was not an excellent experience, but at least I learned.

Thank you for stopping by to read, vote, comment and reload my post, your engagement on my post. Encourage me. This is my first time here, and I'm so grateful to be among you here. I love you all.

Hello everyone here how are you doing I hope you all are doing well, I am new here, and it has been so excited to join you in the cycling community. I really gonna share my early cycling experience with you, please read to the end.
@cycling community.
Cycling is a very existing and a unique experience sporting activity to embark on. I have loved cycling so much since my childhood and in my adulthood.
I learned to cycle when I was much younger, within my ten years. Though it was fun, but I have a bad memory of taking cycling at that early age.

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Being a village child who was not exposed too much civilization, cycling was the only means that I could go to school early and run some errant with stress-free.

No one in the village, walks on foot, that's like, saying, you will never reach your destination and meet with other things for the day.

So one day, a waited for my parents to leave the house for their daily business so that I could have the spare cycle at home. When they went, I sniff into the old kitchen and brought out the old cycle.

This is me to the downhill, I rode down and waited at the bottom of one old track road where, I had to cross down to the cycle playing grounds.

Not knowing that why my parents abandoned the cycle was because the pedal control and the chains has worn out. When I called some of my pair groups who were also a novice.

The older one asks me to climb and I, at first, I insisted because of the fear of falling. He gave me assurance that he was going to give me assistance by holding back the bike cycle if I wanted to fall, as I attempted to move it.

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Oh, me! I agree, sat on the tail rode of the bike cycle, called white horse, with my both house shaking. Go ahead, he screamed. My soul was out of my body.

It grew my interest, slowly I began to lose more of my fears to the fun of the ride, though still feeling terrified as I gained speed gradually, while my friend was still holding a wedge for me from behind.

Then I felt I was on top of the world, hustled with all my energy straightly looking no left nor right into a 4 or 5 footwall of the sloppy hills of the road.

I was fine with only a few bruises and scratches, which happened, when I lost my thoughts that I was ridding the bike cycle with the head lamp of my friend's assistant.

And when I got my head cracked on the floor, that was when I realized my friend had long ago left holding the bike cycle as he promised to do.

At this point everyone should know, how it was going to be when I got home.

To start with, I never knew the chain was bad and to crown it all, the only hope left me and the bike cycle laughing me behind, it was not an excellent experience, but at least I learned.
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Thank you for stopping by to read, vote, comment and reload my post, your engagement on my post. Encourage me. This is my first time here, and I'm so grateful to be among you here. I love you all.