[gtboys34]

Back in 93' or 92'. I was in the 2nd grade and after school, we all went down to my friends house to ride bikes and play in the yard etc. Anyways, we started this bottle hitting contest or something like that. The rules were to ride down this steep hill on ure vehicle such as tricycles, scooters, bikes, powerwheels etc and hit the bottle. Being the dumb not so bright guy i am, i picked the freakin tricyle. So here we go. The race begins to see who can hit the bottles at the botom of the hill with their vehicle. So im winning right, going down the hill @ about 20 mph( very fast when going down a hill) and im almost to the bottles. Then all of sudden, i hit the bottle happy: and tried to stop but couldnt(b/c with a tricycle u gotta put ure feet on the pedals to stop it). I had my feet on the pedals but they quickly were thrown off my the speed of how fast the freakin pedals were moving. So im riding down the hill with my feet being dragged/drug along, and my shoes being scraped to death, and then all of sudden, i hit this car(at the time i didnt know what happened) and rolled across the street to this on the doorstep of this tatoo polar dazed, confused, and scared. I get up. I see this fat woman yelling for me and asking me was i ok very hysterically. I said yea yea yea or something like that. Aterwards, everyone wanted to give me some medical attention, and i wondered why??? I soon realized what had really happened and how dangerous it was. I hit the side of that womans cadillac on the drivers side door, and only if i had been like 1 second earlier, i woulda been run over by the entire car. I was freakin racing into oncoming traffic but didnt realize it 1 bit. mad: mad: mad:.