Sitting there, right before we reached the border patrol checkpoint had to look very suspicious to the border patrol agents. My step dad was driving so he was trying to figure out the problem. He accidentally pushed the trunk button and all of our bags fell out of the back. He darted out to put them back in and miraculously, the vehicle started working
Beck lost his mind, HE slammed on the brakes making the both of us hit the dash broad. He started yelling and screaming, I could not even make out his words. Next thing I know he jumps out the car goes to the back opens the trunk takes out the baseball bat, after that pitch black fell upon the sky. Beck however had beaten his wife in the head. He could not believe what he had done but the bloody bat was still in his hand.
Right as she says Ferris’s name he runs out in front of the car on his way home; Jeanie stops the car in time so she doesn’t hit Ferris his mother not realizing that Ferris is right in front of her. Jeanie realizes that Ferris is right in front of her and starts to drive faster to get home in time before he enters the house so he can finally get caught. The chase music starts (March of the Swivleheads) Ferris starts running towards his house by cutting through backyards of houses. It cuts to a 50/50 shot of Jeanie driving the car fast and her mother telling her to slow down. It then turns into long shot of the station wagon turning a corner at a fast speed Jeanie not knowing a police officer is just around the corner.
This dramatic passage takes place after a betrayal occurs between Hassan and Amir. With a heavy conscience, Amir and his father escape from Kabul in an overcrowded fuel truck on its way to Pakistan. During the ride, “someone retched … heads banged against metal”, and his physical and mental states make dealing with the journey unbearable. When Baba says “think of something good … something happy,” Amir grasps at the notion. He suppresses the bitter taste of his unspeakable actions and replaces them with an idealized memory of an afternoon with Hassan.
When stopping a car, it has to be done slowly so as not to create that unpleasant jerking motion. This was my plan, which I had under control going down the steep hill. Apparently I was slowing down just a bit too slow for my father because of his next actions. “PRISCILLA FRENA EL COCHE” he screamed in my ear. He grabbed the safety handle as if I was going 60 mph when it was actually just 25 mph.
December 8, 2011 Special Amish Buggy Lanes Picture yourself, going 45 miles per hour up a hill in beautiful Lancaster County and at the crest you decide to speed up to make it over, when all of a sudden you rear end into an Amish Buggy occupied by an Amish couple. In doing so, the impact would kill both the couple and the horse at that speed. Four primary types of horse and buggy crashes were identified among the reported 76 crashes in the PennDOT crash database of 2006: rear ending a forward moving buggy, motorists passing a buggy, buggy drivers attempting to cross or enter a main road, and a buggy driver attempting a left turn off the main road. Lancaster County should create and build special lanes for Amish buggies because it is dangerous for both Amish and motorists to travel in the same lane. The Amish are a group of Christian church fellowships that form a subgroup of the Mennonite churches.
The car misses the student but slides and crashes into the pole for the traffic signal. Terry and Shaun are hurt but survive as both were restrained by their seat belts in the front bucket seats. However, Jane was sitting in the back and was not wearing her lap belt (she hated lap belts and they did not fit right with her skirt). Jane was ejected from the car and
At the metal facility we learned how people make metal bars to make tools; we also learned how people made cars. When we were on the bridge over the metal crushers, I leaned forward for a closer look after the tour guide told us not to but I did it anyway and next thing I know I’m falling toward the crusher. I screamed at the top of my lungs till they noticed when they did they were going crazy trying to figure out what to do. I slipped and fell on to the conveyer belt and was running for my life,
In a 3 second moment that seemed to move in slow motion, I grabbed the wheel tight, and then blacked out upon impact with the truck. I remember yelling very loudly out loud to myself expletives I’d never spoken before. I actually recall the Chevy hood ornament before we hit, head-on. The truck and the car were totaled in 3 seconds. The driver, although he saw me, could do nothing to avoid me.
I knew it was going to be a hot day because at eight in the morning it was already unbearable to sit in the car. I was going to Detroit to watch my first Tigers game, and it was a day I would never forget. When I was five years old my family moved from a house in the city, to a house in the country with a big yard. The front yard is a little bigger than a football field and is perfect for kids playing sports. I also have four brothers and two