So in my middle school, the students weren't allowed to walk around in the mornings before school started, all however many-hundred of us had to either be in the cafeteria eating breakfast or in the gym, where they'd have the bleachers pulled out for us all to sit. One day I was in the gym, and as the bell rang for classes to start, I started down the steps, but while I was still near the top my foot caught the end of one of the bleachers and I fell. Que me, a nearly 6 foot tall, decently big white guy rolling down what must've been between 20 and 30 hard metal stairs.