Date: 9/27/2016
By somniculto
I'm hanging out with my dad and about ten others I don't know and we are driving through a place I don't recognize. The terrain is mostly flat with occasional hills and lots of trees. We stop in a flat section of road and decide to set up an ambush for some people who may be following us. I suggest we all move our vehicles into the woods to hide them and everyone follows suit. I take off through the trees behind two other trucks who head straight up a curvy dirt hill with a logging road. It looks fun and there's even a guy filming everyone, and besides, I'm in my new '85 Bronco, so why not test it out? I don't even bother to put it into 4wd because the hill ain't so bad. But after I turn the first curve I start to realize I've made a mistake as the hill turns into a 90 degree incline. The others have left me behind now and my truck is struggling. I start to panic knowing that I can't stop now or I'll be even worse off. But my wheels begin to spin, and I know I've got to try to reverse back down, but now my truck is almost defying gravity and it seems like my back wheels are off the ground. I call myself something obscene as the truck starts to roll.