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Personal Narrative-Heading In Hockey
Heading towards a Hockey game one Saturday afternoon, my friends and I decided to take the fastest route to beat rush hour. My good friend Anna was driving her luxurious Lexus and I was seating on the passenger seat. While my friends, Emily and Dakota were in the back seat. We were listening and singing along to the popular song by Justin Bieber “Sorry”. Anna was using the GPS on her smart phone and at the same time, she decided to snapchat the moment. She was recording the sing-along while driving 65 M/Hr down six avenue. Suddenly, a big GMC truck rushes from the emerging lane and cuts right in front of us, Anna’s phone flew towards the windshield and she completely lost control of the steering wheel. For a second, I thought we were going
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