Personal Narrative: Duquoin IL
What can happen in 30 seconds? A lot more than you would think. In DuQuoin IL, at Street Machine Nationals my family and friends decided to head to a dragstrip near the Holiday Inn we were staying at. My dad, mom, sister, and I rode in our 1993 Mustang, while my dad’s friends and my brother rode in their Tahoe. The night was going great, we could hear the crickets chirping and the frogs singing, it was peaceful.
Out of nowhere the Tahoe swerved quickly to the right. In the middle of the highway was a gleaming white dishwater. Everything went into slow motion, we swerved to the right and slammed into the back of the Tahoe. The airbags deployed with a loud bang, my head slammed into the window, and my sister was crying. Our car was totaled,
Out of nowhere the Tahoe swerved quickly to the right. In the middle of the highway was a gleaming white dishwater. Everything went into slow motion, we swerved to the right and slammed into the back of the Tahoe. The airbags deployed with a loud bang, my head slammed into the window, and my sister was crying. Our car was totaled,