Personal Narrative: My 4 Wheeler Ride
My 4 wheeler Ride.
The day I took off on my 4 wheeler, and left my Mom and Dad in the dust. It started out awesome and fun, then turned out to be very scary. It was July 4, 2013, my family and I loaded up our 4 wheelers for a fun day in the great outdoors. We all unloaded our 4 wheelers, then took off out into the desert. I wanted to see how fast I could go around the sharp corners on dirt roads. It was so much. I was having so much fun seeing how fast I could drive my 4 wheeler, around the sharp dirt road corners, I never looked back. My Mom and Dad couldn’t catch me. My Dad was screaming at me. “Matthew slow down.” I couldn’t hear my Mom screaming “stop!” And I wasn’t about to stop my adrenaline was rushing through my mind
The day I took off on my 4 wheeler, and left my Mom and Dad in the dust. It started out awesome and fun, then turned out to be very scary. It was July 4, 2013, my family and I loaded up our 4 wheelers for a fun day in the great outdoors. We all unloaded our 4 wheelers, then took off out into the desert. I wanted to see how fast I could go around the sharp corners on dirt roads. It was so much. I was having so much fun seeing how fast I could drive my 4 wheeler, around the sharp dirt road corners, I never looked back. My Mom and Dad couldn’t catch me. My Dad was screaming at me. “Matthew slow down.” I couldn’t hear my Mom screaming “stop!” And I wasn’t about to stop my adrenaline was rushing through my mind