My husband, 20-year-old daughter Yassy, and I were riding our bikes on a well-known Williamsburg, Virginia Trail. The trail was brand new to us.
My husband and daughter were in front, and I was behind them. We were going down a fairly big hill, and my daughter yelled “Whee!” with pure childlike glee.
I remember thinking, “This is a perfect moment.” Then I saw her feet slip off the pedals, she was going so fast she lost her balance and in the blink of an eye – crash! It was a bad crash.Read more on themighty.com