One day in the middle of summer, my street was being paved with fresh tar. The steamroller had just passed to level it off. So I decide it was a good idea to go ride my bike on the new road. My front tire got stuck in the hot tar and I fell off the bike on my hands and knees. I had never felt something so hot in my life, and the tar was stuck to my hands and knees.
So I go running and screaming back at my house to try and got that hot sh-- off of my skin cause it was burning like hell, but I couldn't grab on to anything.
When the heat finally wore of a couple hours laterf, I was able to get most of it off, but my hands and knees had both blistered badly. For the next 2 weeks, my mom had to hand feed me.