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I was lucky to survive an accident I had with a dump truck. Not only was I lucky to survive, but my bike wasn't damaged and I rode it home. Luckily, at that time I lived across the street from Sunway Medical Center and I managed to limp there like a zombie. I was freaking out when I got to the hospital, but they stuck a needle in me and everything felt so good.
Actually, it took about two weeks for my foot to scab up and I was slightly worried that gangrene might set in.
Don't worry about me people. The problem was that I was still stuck with this Canadian safe driving mentality. Now I drive like a Malaysian and everything makes sense.
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