Kia ora bloggers today I am posting my crash writing simple/story.
As my driver was driving my helicopter this gust of wind banged in to my heilcopter the wings had broke until I woke up here I am yelling as loud as I can I find a ciren I am putting it to the MAX owww thats hurting my ears no one is coming. I am on a field when there are people. Oh no I am going to get stomped on I have to start running befor people come and get out of this place. Uh oh I hear footsteps I am going to DIE there is no way I am going to escape there is only one way I can get out of here if I fix the helicopter looks like we have to go with that unless If I find something that could get me out of here like a dirt bike and some fuel from the helicopter it well go way faster then it would go. Well let's get fixing *opens the fuel thing* SPLAT it goes all over my face well there is a little bit left. I can see my driver ‘’How hard was your fall’’ pretty hard ‘’same’’ well I am fixing the helicopter ‘’okay I will help’’ ‘’hey boss I found a dirt bike’’ wait what ‘’yeah’’ if we have a dirt bike we can use the helicopter fuel and hopeful it will work let's get the fuel out *puts fuel in the dirt bike* okay let's start driveing woah it's going as fast as a cheetah wait why did I pick this it be even wrost because then if I go on the road and I will get runed over but if I go down into a swer pipe I will not get runed over but there will be rats alligators and wrost.
