[R2-Shane2]

I think this is maybe my second post ever on this board, but might as well get this story out of the way.
My dad had been trying to exercise more after his heart attack, so him, me, my brother and sister were out riding bikes. We passed some girls and me and my sister were talking to them then I started yelling that we were better at bikes then them, I turn around and talk to them as they pass us. Not paying attention, I run into my sister in front of me, fall of the seat and rack myself on the bike. It really hurts so I get off and try to walk it off. I checked and my scrotum was cut and bleeding sort of badly. I had a pretty bad cut on my scrotum, I was bleeding pretty badly though it wasn't that deep. I went home and washed my balls with peroxide and rubbing alcohol scared to death of an infection, and spend the next several weeks terrified of an infection or losing a testicle.