Dirt Bike Catastrophe Some four years ago on a small loop road, county road 355, hidden somewhere in the weeds was a convolution maze of dirt bike trails. It couldn’t have been but six months since my step brother, Austin and I started riding dirt bikes daily. We were nothing short of motocross eligible teenagers, jumping feet off the ground, sliding every turn, and being so dirty at the end of the day that two showers were necessary. All of these things changed very suddenly in a wreck that changed our lives.
At my house I made a track . My grandma is watching me Ride my dirt bike and I wrecked into the yard Barn . The reason I wrecked into the yard Barn is because I ran and to wasn't paying attention . I broke the things that help you turn and the tire popped and now I got to get a new Dirt Bike tube . my dirt bike . I like to ride dirt bikes the dirtbike is one of my favorite things to do at my house and we made trips for my dirt bike so when I fix it and I got a new dirt bike I can get a new motor and I need to find a KX 80 motor for my dirt bike . This dirt bike barely even fits me we bought it from this kid and he blew the motor out of my new dirt bike cuz he kept bringing it up too much .
And we were off; All 13 of our runners and 55 of theirs exploding off the starting line and across the field. I was in front, I always was for about the first 100 yards, then a wave of runners passed me and I settled in to where I was supposed to be. The light rain hit my face and body as I pushed through the 3.1 mile course. Although I had no shot at winning, I hoped my teammates in front of me were giving it all they had, albeit they most likely weren’t doing much better. After settling into a rhythm, I started to battle with a runner near me.
We all jollily got into the car and then I buckled my seatbelt. The car ride was exhausting, I couldn 't stop thinking about Cedar Point. It felt like i was in that car for years. But I looked at my surroundings, and all the farms and trees, because that’s all ohio is. We eventually arrived, and my mother dropped us off near the entrance.
So Tomorrow is the day of the big race and you can feel it. Because everybody is posting stuff on social media, everybody 's talking about on the radio, and it 's on the Tv also. The riders really need to stay calm and collective on this because if you get to nervous that 's when most of the mistakes happen. The riders really need to stay positive and confident in their ability to ride a dirt bike the fastest and stay in shape. They wouldn 't be able to afford an injury right now cause that just makes them not one hundred percent on race day.
When we got there we took a look around the cabin and I almost hit my head on a ceiling fan. We headed outside, but before we went on the speedboat we went on the pontoon to see how small and secluded Lake May was. After we got back my little sister Piper and I went to change into our bathing suits. We headed to the middle of the lake on the speed boat with all the items and people we needed; the driver (Russ), the spotter (our father), the tubers (Piper and I), and the tubing equipment. We got far enough out Piper and I had our life jackets on we climbed onto the tube and we were off after we knew the signals.
This time, however, I managed to make it past those steep inclines and declines, and I actually completed the course. It took me 44 minutes, but I completed it. After the course, my friends congratulated me. After a lot of trouble and challenges through the season, I finally finish my first cross country ski race, and I go back home prouder, more courageous, and with a new sense of
In March of 1993, there was a NASCAR race in Atlanta in which my dad and four of his friends decided to take a road trip to. The weather predicted for the race was supposed to be cold and rainy. My dad was the kind of person to prepare for anything, so he took gear for rain and cold weather. My dad, pulling a pop up camper behind his Chevy Silverado, met his four friends in Chattanooga. They finally got to Atlanta, where they set up in the middle green of the raceway. During the night before the race, they were awakened many times because the wind was blowing extremely hard. The next morning, they woke up to over a foot of snow. So much for the prediction of rain with no snow in the forecast. Obviously, the race was cancelled. My dad 's
All things in life can be enjoyable but also unexpected. Everyone has their own natural high. My natural high is riding my dirt bike. Even though riding my dirt bike is fun, it can also be very dangerous. It is very important to always wear safety gear while operating an off-road vehicle. Remember to always pay attention to the surroundings.
There we were, in Houston Texas, Dejah, Aniya, and I were warming up, practicing handoffs in tent city. We had made it to the Houston Texas AAU National Junior Olympics. It was No Limits Track Club’s second to last day on our eight day trip. It was the most competitive day of them all. It was time for the four by one hundred meter relay. With my relay team stretched,warmed up, and ready to go, we headed towards the stadium where we would race against the fastest girls in the nation. Intimidated but not deterred we headed out of Tent City and into the gates of Turner Stadium.
Curiously, my mother wanted to know what it was all about this place call NOLA motorsports park. So for his upcoming birthday we decided to take him to this new track. My step father knew a great deal, about this new location but the rest of the family did not know very much, if any at all. The trip there was an adventure in itself but my step father lit up like a teenager receiving their first car. He explained to us that for a “gear head” that this was an amazing birthday gift.
I had plenty of time to think about my runs considering that Rock Springs is 15 long hours away. Once we got there is when all the nerves started to get me. I found out when I drew up and it just happened to be Sunday night and Saturday morning which meant I had almost a full week to see my competition go. It also meant I only had two days to mentally prepare myself. On Saturday morning I got up early and worked Fancy one last time before the round that night.
I was finally stepping outside my comfort zone learning to ride a bike. The most memorable time in my life was the time my dad taught me how to ride my first bike. At the age of six he taught me the basics of riding a bike. Along with rules that were set in order to help me be responsible with my bike. I learned to ride a bike without training wheels. He also taught me to stay motivated no matter how many times I wanted to give up because of my mistakes. I remember the day like it was yesterday even though it was eighteen years ago. This is one of the proudest moments in my life. It’s a lesson that I’ll never forget. Being taught how to ride a bike for the first time was exciting.