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My First Dirt Bike Jump

My friends were all doing jumps and they kept asking me Nick come on come on and i kept saying no no i was too scared i thought it was as tall as a skyscraper but in real life the size of a small suv it wasn't that big they kept doing tricks even my dad told me come on Nick do the jump it's not that high so i said ok let's do it got on my dirtbike and went to the jump i was about to jump and i braked i was still to scared and my friends started laughing come on you scared and i was like no so i went and i closed my eyes and the bike went high next thing i knew it landed and then everyone was amazed so i started to do it some more and i actually got the hang of it my friends
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