Narrative Essay On Snowmobiling

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Snowmobiling
I was born and raised on snowmobiles. I remember times when I would fall asleep in front of my parents and, being able to ride by myself when I was 5 till now. All the trips my family has been on in four states and we are talking about going to the mountains this year. Being able to ride around here with all my friends see who can go the biggest jump.
My parents still tell me stories when my brother and I would fall asleep riding with them. When I was five I got a Mini Z 120 that was the best thing a five-year-old could get and let me tell you I rode the daylights out of that. I only hit two trees and one pickup and the house two times, dad was never happy about that, but then again I was only five. Then when I got older I would ride with my dad on the back and tucker would ride his own and then now and then I would drive with my dad with me. Then one day I was riding on my own. I was 13 and we got to Ventura and we had to get gas so we pull into the gas station there was a DNR sitting there. I didn’t have my …show more content…

It is just a fun time to be with friends to see who is the best that day. There is about five places around Garner that there are sweet jumps to show off on and see who the best of the best is a lot of times I take the win that's if my brother Tucker is not home if he is home he will kick everyone's butt. One time Tucker and I were out messing around and I was trying to splash him and at the same time I thought I should jump but I didn’t. My leg was off the running broad and I landed on it and I thought I broke my leg but I just sprained it.
If you can’t tell snowmobiling is a huge part of my life. It’s a good way to lose weight and have fun. You can see who is the best of the best in your group and see who the weak one is that day, but always be safe and don’t go riding by yourself and not tell no one. Start young and ride till you die and always be

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