My sweet and sour childhood

Hi everybody...now I'm back to post some interesting topic. Just wants to share my childhood's experience.
Ermm...let me think it...Aha..ok this is the part that I still remember until now. When I am 7 years old, my father bought me a new bicycle, my favourite color,red. For the first day, my father teach me how to ride the bicycle on my backyard. Then after I got it, I asked my father to try my bicycle on the road. My father didn't agreed it. But after I asking him many time, he just nod his head. So without wearing safety kits , I riding my bicycle on the road. Just riding my bicycle about a few minutes, accidently a car drove fast toward me. Because I am so panic, I ride my bicycle to a huge drain. I'm just got a small injured at my hamds and leg but my bicycle was very teribble damages. I cried harded because I 'm so scared if my parents scolded at me.Well my tricks is effective. They didn't angry at me. By the way thanks to God that I not got broken arm or legs and that driver car never shown up until now to say sorry...Its ok to me, I have forgive him..(n_n)