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Personal Narrative: Dirt Bike Catastrophe

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Dirt Bike Catastrophe Some four years ago on a small loop road, county road 355, hidden somewhere in the weeds was a convolution maze of dirt bike trails. It couldn’t have been but six months since my step brother, Austin and I started riding dirt bikes daily. We were nothing short of motocross eligible teenagers, jumping feet off the ground, sliding every turn, and being so dirty at the end of the day that two showers were necessary. All of these things changed very suddenly in a wreck that changed our lives. On an overcast stormy day, my mom and I were coming home from somewhere I can’t recall. The day had been rainy and somehow I ended up with my favorite flavor of five gum. This intrigued me for some reason and I had to go offer Austin
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