By Emma
I remember when my dad taught me how to drive a quad. It was a sunny day we had just gotten our new quads. We went behind town to the alfalfa fields. First my dad showed me how it worked. Then I drove and he sat on the back and helped me. Then he let me drive all by myself. There was a big ditch in the road and I didn't want to go through it so I tried to go around. I guess I lost control and I ran into a telephone pool. My dad came and helped me get the quad started again. Then I drove again and nothing happened. When the sun started to go down we went home.
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