Personal Narrative: An Accident During a Motorbike Race

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After months of practice, the day finally came to take on anyone. “It is time to move,” my trainer said. Although I had seen many of my seniors race on that same course, I started shaking as my heart beat constantly increased because it was my first time. As I moved to the start line, I could feel the sweat run down the dark blue protective suit, the engines racing, backfiring and the crowd making a lot of noise.

We got ready at the start line forming a cloud of smoke behind us. All I could smell was burnt gas filling my helmet. Suddenly, the lights turned red, yellow, green then off we went accelerating smoothly through the first kilometer raising dust behind us tending to the sharp turns and hills. As we made the first jump, we crashed into each other and landed like a cannon on hard, dry ground. I felt my temperature rising and sweating like a marathoner in a race. I could not feel my heart beat for a couple of seconds. Quickly I thought I had gotten an internal injury and was going to die. I turned my body slowly in the dusty air to lie on my back as I cried loud for help. as I...

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