From a childs point of view.
As a little kid of five-ish, we had a little red motorized scooter and many of the days that we rode the scooter I was sitting on the back as Haley, Captain, or Marshall was driving. Now on one glorious days Haley got the bright idea to let me drive as she sat on the back. Being my first time driving I had know Idea what to do except to make the scooter speed up ( no clue that there was a brake). We let her rip.. well I should say I let her rip and off we went. Now because speed is the best thing and to have the wind blowing in our hair, I forgot to steer and all i heard was Haley yelling "let up on the gas" let up on what gas. Being five I had no worries, but Haley had a few going through her head( I found this out a few years later). She had these worries,
1- We cant hit our dad work truck
2 - we will die if we run over mom's garden
3-we will hurt ourselves if we hit the house
so there was only one option left, THE frog and poo infested POND. Haley grabs ahold of the handles of this little red scooter turned us into the pond. Now I dont remember much from this point on ( I dont know why) but from what my dad told me after he pulled haley and I from the wreckage that I was still pushing that scooter to the limits with it on top of both of us. the amazing thing with that scooter it still ran after a couple of gallons of water in its system and maybe a few frogs ( frog legs yumm).
3 comments:
Nasty, we should have aimed for the truck. And now you know why I worry about driving with you to this day.
Hey im a good driver. I have nothing on my license.
When I ran into my dad's truck, and broke my leg, he yelled, "My truck! You hit my truck!" And I yelled, "My leg! I think it's broken!"
And his loving reply: "Walk it off, look what you did to my truck!"
I did get to go to the hospital later. It ruined mom's birthday. Sorry Mom.
I feel your pain Logan.
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