Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Don't drive a rhino bad things happen.

The worse pain I ever endured, was when I was at my moms house for the blazing summer. An I did as I was told. I took out the horrid trash, but you had to drive the rhino because the trash was at the end of the drive way and it was at least a 100 yards away from the house. As I jumped in I drove to the end of the drive way. I put the foul trash in the trash can. I drove away quickly, I tried to see how fast it would go so as tried it there was a turn in the driveway. About that time I turned fast and it through me out of the rhino onto the concrete. As I quickly realized that my whole body was in pain, I rain home and they took me to the doctor. I had competently broke my wrist.

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