“Well lets say I messed up” This happened a few years ago so I don’t remember everything that happened, but from what I remember it was an average day. Well I came home from an exciting day of elementary school, and I ask my dad if I could ride my dirtbike “Yes you can do you need help” he said. (Or said something like that). “Yeah” I said. (or yes one of the two). So he helped me get out my blue Yamaha with white wheels and handlebar brakes, helped me get my blue, black, and gray gloves on, the helped me get my clear and black plastic chest protector on, last he helped me got my blue, black, dark grey, light gray, and dark blue helmet on. So after I finally got everything on my dad started my bike and I was off. As always I was hammering