Jan 16Th 2011,My mum and I traveled to Huntley in a minivan.On the way we stopped to buy an ice cream just because it was very hot.While we were riding, we went straight down bone bay hill.When we arrived at my Aunty's house,I wanted to ride my cousins motor bike because he has more then one.
During our ride,I asked my cousin “if we should have a drifting race?”.Before we the race,we counted down from 5 to 1 then we tried to drift around the washing line but my shirt got caught on the washing line and pulled me right off the motor bike.After that fall,i got a very long rip on my shirt.As I lied down ,I got up and felt alright but curse that washing line.
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