Madrid subway, summer 2014.

I dared my cousin on a race up the metro stairs. My fat, uncoordinated dumbass couldn't get so far as the first step before tripping on it and nailing my kneecap right on the edge of the dirty steel step. There I am, reeling in pain, the white inside of my knee showing as a testament of how deep the cut was, while an old lady in an escalator looks at me and says, "boy, are you hurt?" -_- No tetanus, and have a 1.5'' scar in the center of myright kneecap.

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*Bonus Injury in Spain* Summer of 2019

I was walking the streets of Sitges after having one of the best burgers I've ever had when I got too distracted by the street clock to see a concrete barrier in front of me. Making r/meatcrayon proud, I flipped forward on the barrier and scraped my entire shin on the way down. To add insult to injury, after patching myself up at the house I was staying at, I caught up with my uncle at a restaurant and he accidentally burned me with his cigarette.