The Chevrolet Roller Coaster Ride

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One evening back in high school, I was waiting for my friend, Chelsea, to give me a ride to cheerleading practice. I was only fifteen and did not have a car, or even a driver’s license. When she arrived at my house in town, I climbed into her 1991 Chevrolet Monte Carlo, and we were on our way. On our way back home from practice, we decided we did not want to return home just yet, so we headed out of town. Chelsea turned on to an S-curve gravel road, and I told her to stop the vehicle to switch me places so I could drive. I wanted to show her how I could drift the car through the corners of the road. I fastened my seatbelt, turned up the radio, and hit the gas. We had reached the first turn of the S-curve going about 45 miles per hour. Once I started to turn the steering wheel, the back end of the car started to slide a little more than I had planned. My heart was racing, and I started to panic. I turned the wheel back in the other direction hoping it would stop it from sliding off the road, but that wasn’t the case. Once we hit the ditch, the car started to roll. From there it was like everything was in slow motion. Everything in the car went flying, Chelsea was screaming at the top of her lungs, and the passenger window glass shattering. Finally, it stopped. The car was now sitting up right, and everything was still. I looked over and asked Chelsea if she was alright, and she answered yes. We both climbed out of the car and instantly started crying, and wondering what we should do. I didn’t have a license and figured I would go to jail, and Chelsea would wish she was in jail so she wouldn’t have to deal with what her parents were going to do with her for her car being completely totaled. We decided the best thing to do was to find help. Neither of us had cell phones, so we set off for the nearest house. Luckily, it was only maybe a mile up the road. When we reached the front door of the nearby house, the owner had opened the door. We told her that we had...
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