My Favorite Memory

When I was child, I had a bicycle race with my brother that I will never forget.  The bicycle race was in my country. One day my brother and I decided to have a bicycle race together. At that time the weather was rainy. I accepted my brother’s request. And every one of us went home and got our bicycles and came back to the road. The bicycle race started between my brother and me. I had a lot of speed and came close to winning the race, but he hit my bicycle, and I fell down on the road. And I felt severe pain in my right hand. My bicycle broke down, and I was injured at that time. Still, it was a good time. I lost the bicycle race, but I gained a good memory.