My father used to tell me a story about a friend that he used to hang out with when he was a kid. The friend got a new bike with rear and front breaks. He was speeding, full tilt, down a hill in North Vancouver when hit the breaks. He used the wrong breaks that time. He was going so fast that when he applied the front breaks the tire stopped, but him and the bike kept moving. He did a face-plant over the front of the bike. My dad said that his friend was picking gravel out of his face for months.
Do you regret going to college/university or the opposite ?
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My father used to tell me a story about a friend that he used to hang out with when he was a kid. The friend got a new bike with rear and front breaks. He was speeding, full tilt, down a hill in North Vancouver when hit the breaks. He used the wrong breaks that time. He was going so fast that when he applied the front breaks the tire stopped, but him and the bike kept moving. He did a face-plant over the front of the bike. My dad said that his friend was picking gravel out of his face for months.