Have you ever wondered, “Why did this happen?” or “How did this happen?” When riding four wheelers you don't want anything important to fall off of them, but luck is not always on your side. Dalton was riding in the field next to his house with his cousin Branden, and later with his brother Garrett. As they were riding through the corn husks, the end piece of the muffler came loose and fell off of Dalton’s four wheeler. It was about twelve o'clock on a sunny Saturday afternoon. Dalton, his brother Garrett, and his cousin Branden were going to ride their four wheelers out in the fields. Branden got to Dalton's house about ten minutes after twelve and started unloading his four wheeler. Branden had a bright blue Yamaha Banshee. Dalton’s four …show more content…
Nothing is ever easy.” Garrett quickly grabbed a rag for the extremely hot muffler and a screwdriver from the toolbox. Branden and Garrett fired up their four wheelers and raced back into the field. Dalton had been waiting for what seemed like forever in the field with his four wheeler, hoping for Garrett and Branden to return quickly. Garrett had told him to stay put because he did not want anything else to fall off Dalton’s four wheeler. Dalton saw Branden and Garrett off in the distance approaching him like two cowboys on the horizon. Dalton got off his four wheeler and walked to the back of the engine where he once again looked down to see the damage. Garrett had to look around in the field for the muffler, but eventually he found it about one hundred feet from where Dalton’s four wheeler was stopped. Garrett grabbed the muffler using the rag because they had been riding for about an hour and they did not want to get burned by the hot muffler. Branden used the screwdriver as a makeshift bolt but it did not work because when the four wheeler would hit a bump, the screwdriver would come out making the muffler fall off again. Garrett eventually had to carry Dalton’s muffler on his four wheeler and try not to burn himself in the process. When they all came in from the field, Garrett and Branden looked and realized they just needed a bolt to attach it and it would be fixed. The only problem was that the bolt, like a needle in a haystack, was lost in the field about a mile from where they
Lyman concluded that the easiest way to interest Henry in the car was to "fix" the car so that it needed repair. After Lyman banged the car with a hammer, it took Henry almost a month to notice the dents.
war, Lyman kept the car in perfect working order. Lyman wrecks the underside of the car
Taylor was a good worker and didn't have any real complaints about her position, but she still had a fear of exploding tires. This fear was noticeable to Mattie. Mattie being the rough-tough but nice person, asked Taylor nicely to follow her, when suddenly Mattie threw a 5-gallon Jerry can at her. "Knocked the wind out of you, but it didn't kill you, right?" "That's twenty-eight pounds of water. Twenty-eight pounds of air is about what you put in a tire. When it hits you, that's what it feels like." (page 81).
The second ride of the story was a bumper car ride. Maggie and Russ got into one car, as Blake rode himself in another car. As the ride went on, it became a demolition derby in 1931 Chicago. As Blake was driving, he saw many Billboards with people that had the same facial expressions- everyone had a fixed look. Just then, Blake remembered something that happened in the past. As a child, Blake had survived a deadly school-bus crash. He could never talk about it, it ...
In society, any accidents are perceived as negative outcomes illustrate a terrible ending that has taken place but in reality it can be perceived as something positive in the long run. By obstructing the 2005 Camaro and the three teens, it occurred that no one was injured and everything was calm. Accident by Dave Egger represents how a bad decision becomes a point of conflict and symbolism within the theme of the story.
It was a clear sunny day, spare the few clouds in the sky, the kind that children are so fond of pointing at and calling a dog or train, down the gravel driveway to the barn and house of Graystone stables. Up in their unseen perches, birds call out dutifully, whether they are asking for help or seeking a mate, their chirps and squawk all blend together to form a type of chorus. But every now and then a bird will quit the choir to seek the comforts of the grass. All of the birds were scared from the ground though when they heard the soft puts of a tractor passing by on its way to the barn. The rusted and dented John Deere tractor worked its way slowly to the barn, carrying in its front loader one black dog, panting happily at the prospect of
Four wheeling has been one of my family’s favorite activities for my whole life. Both of my parents even grew up riding. They kept the tradition of riding in our family by giving me my first four wheeler when I was five years old. I would take it on miniature trail rides until it eventually gave out and I had to hop on with my parents. We have continued that tradition by going on many four wheeling trips every summer.
The United States trucking industry is a very thriving industry and has continued to grow since the beginning of the 1900’s. The motor carrier act of 1935 allowed regulations to be set for the growing trucking industry. These standards made trucking safer for the driver and others as well. With the growing of mass production of products, transporting these goods was not efficient using trains or other types of shipping, so large trucks and trailers became the most popular method for shipping. This created a huge market for truck producers to supply trucks for the new form of freight transportation. Brother’s Jack and Augustus Mack saw the perfect opportunity to use their mechanical abilities.
The year was 1869; a well dressed, lanky, and pale William J Lloyd rode atop his horse with no life about him whatsoever. He was tired, hungry, thirsty, and wondered that if he ever got off this disgusting brute that he was attempting to ride he would never be able to walk correctly again; by the way his behind was treating him. He glanced over at his paid trail companion who responded with a scowl. William’s companion, a short, pudgy little man who owned an unsuccessful butcher shop and was desperate for money had agreed to lead the very, very famous (and not in good way) Mr. Lloyd to the newly founded Bannack, Montana to start up a dentistry in town. By now he had realized he was not desperate enough. Actually, you could call this man perhaps the bravest and most courageous man on planet earth, for out of all Wyoming, no one would agree to take William Lloyd. Perhaps this was because William hadn’t seen much more than the inside of people’s mouths for most of his life. He didn’t know how to hunt, how to make a fire, or even how to fire a gun, so John Johnson, William’s trail mate, had to baby him the whole way there. However, the only thing Lloyd did know how to do was to shut John up. Every time John opened his chubby mouth, William was all over how dirty his teeth were. Consequently, there wasn’t much talk between the two “companions”. They were close to their destination, John knew this; just over this hill was Bannack, and just about an hour from now Johnson would have his money and he would be rid of Lloyd the loon. He chuckled to himself at the thought. As they crested the top of the hill, the sun rose behind them, illuminating town of Bannack and they both let out a sigh of relief. The two travelers started...
In May 1972, Lily Gray and her 13 year-old neighbor Richard Grimshaw began their trip in Lily’s new Ford Pinto. Due to a mechanical failure, the car stalled and slowed to a stop in the middle lane of the freeway. The Pinto was then rear-ended by a car which reportedly, had been traveling at about 30 miles per hour. The collision resulted in a rear-end fire which killed Lily Gray and left Richard Grimshaw with 3rd degree burn...
It also suggests that the story might be related to death. The opening of the story starts by depicting the engine. It describes it with negative words like "clanking, stumbling" which is associated to noisiness and clumsiness, to make it sound dangerous and ugly. It is not accomplishing the promise to mankind to be fast as it only appears to have "loud threats of speed". Even the colt, which was frightened by it, ran faster.
After stumbling upstairs I go to the computer and turn on Da Yoopers’ “Da turdy Point Buck”, the song our family must listen to before we head out the door and into the woods. With the song blaring through the house, I walk into my brother’s room, turn the lights on, rip the covers from his bed, and narrowly escape a swift kick from his leg. After a breakfast of pancakes my brother and I jump into his truck and head for the hills. We own 120 acres three miles from the house, so we must drive to our destination. Any other morning there would be no vehicles on the road, but this particular morning we pass about ten other trucks all taking their passengers to their particular hunting spots.
"Hey, be careful and don't do anything stupid," my dad said to me right before I hopped into Chase Miller's dark blue Chevy S-10 with a camper shell on the back. I looked at Chase and Tyler Becker and said, "Let's go camping." As Chase pushed down the gas pedal, a big cloud of black smoke shot out of the back of the truck and the smell of burning motor oil filled the cab.
From Ancient Mesopotamia came a revolutionary tool that has crystallized the world into the complex civilization it is today, the wheel. The wheel has commutated the very way we live and think about the world and all credit goes to Ancient Mesopotamia for providing this life changing invention. Wheels are everywhere we look and in places that you wouldn't even think. Wheels are used everyday in some way or another and come in many sizes and innumerable different materials and purposes. This prodigious invention has helped ancient Mesopotamians work, move, and live and still helps us today.
Thomas angrily tried to put his foot on the break. The cars honked and swerved out of the way. Thomas got his foot on the beak and swerved hard but it was too late. A semi-truck rammed into their back tier. The car was launched to the curb and flipped over the wall. They were falling and falling fast. The car rolled so many times it made them sick. They fell for what seemed like forever. Rolling, rolling, and rolling. Falling fast, faster than anything. Thomas sees the ground AND.