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“CRASH!!!!”, soon we heard sirens coming closer to use to help us out, we have never experienced something like that ever in our lives and we were scared to death... My friend Emma and I were going to the Iowa Speedway in Newton IA, with my sister Kennedy, her friend Courtney, and my grandma and grandpa. When we got to the campground we decided to set up the tent right away. That night we went in the tent about 10:00 on June 23rd, and emma and I couldn’t go to sleep and my sister and her friend were already asleep because we had to get up early, then emma and I decided to act like race cars. We were running around the tent and bumping into each other like we were getting a crash, then me went back into the tent and we were started “ accidentally

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