let me tell you the story of my wrist almost breaking.
My maybe-to-be step dad asks his brother (or something) if he could borrow a motor-powered scooter for me to ride.Since I really wanted to. Then I road around a bit. Soon I came to the small road where we camped next to. I saw a van coming down it. So I went across the road and onto the other side. I road up the side of a campsite. Next thing u know.I HIT A STUPID SANDPIT! I was swirving out of control and the right-hand hand bar hit a tree so my hand went of the hand bar and I fell right when I was about to hit an RV. When I recovered a few seconds from crashing I hopped up and said, "I'M OK!" and then I slowly picked up the scooter and as I pushing the scooter back to my camp I felt my wrist hurt like crazy! My ankle did to, but that soon recovered. And that's my story on, Why I hate campground sand pits.
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I adopted a Spirit Fox!
Name: Ashi
Age: 3 years
Likes: Chocolate, night, stars, milk
Dislikes: Mean people, cheese, lemonade
Personality: Arrogant, Adventrous, Soft at heart
Owner: ghostlcaw
I adopted a Spirit Fox!
Name: Ashi
Age: 3 years
Likes: Chocolate, night, stars, milk
Dislikes: Mean people, cheese, lemonade
Personality: Arrogant, Adventrous, Soft at heart
Owner: ghostlcaw