Amid the chaos of swinging mallets and bikes whizzing across asphalt, spills and collisions are inevitable: "During the second to last game, I was playing against a notorious head-down player…He crashed into me at full speed," recalls Erin. "He fell backwards, and I fell backwards on my wrist. I didn't realize it was broken until after the tournament. I just played on."
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