Three or four days ago, I was riding to my girlfriends house on the back-roads. I was hauling ass on my Trek MTB 24 Speed. I was on 3-8 and it was a gradual downhill. 3/4ths of the way there, her brother and his friend saw me biking towards his house so they decided that it would be funny to swerve to the other side of the road to pretend to hit me. I see this and I start braking really hard with front and rear . By the time they got to the other side of the road, I had already lost control. I fell to my right and skidded to what seemed like 6 seconds. They saw this and stopped immediately to help me and see if I was alright. Clearly I wasn't because I lost about 7 square inches of skin on my right arm and small chunks of flesh on my right knee. I was also bleeding so much you can fill up a tall glass of water with my blood. You can see the bone by my kneecap. Fu*king motorists. They wanted to drive me over there with my bike in the back but I was too pissed off. I biked the rest of the way there. I didn't hit my head or anything though. I could've easily died or gotten a concussion. Bike is perfect except a big scratch on my right pedal and a broken front reflector.