Sacred Haven of Debauchery

My friends taught me how to ride, and I even managed to do it somewhat. Then we decided to ride through the park; we have a circular path for wheeled vehicles almost around the entire perimeter of the park. One section has a rather noticeable slope with a turn in the middle. On this slope, I accelerated so much that I had to fall onto the asphalt; otherwise, I would have crashed into a tree. I limped on both legs for a week, and on one toe, the nail died and peeled off. Since then, no more bicycles, only roller skates, only hardcore. Wheels on your feet are somehow calmer than an awkward and uncontrollable pile of scrap metal.