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I knew that I wasn't supposed to be driving on the highway with a dirt bike but right now it did not matter. It was beginning to get dark outside and we didn't have a light. So we stopped and drove into the ditch. We settled down into the grass hearing the cars whizz by on the highway, then said goodnight to each other.
8 hours later.... I was awoken to the smell of sizzling bacon and eggs. Of course Jake had stolen a food choice for the breakfast. The next thing I heard was the police sirens and we were off again speeding down the road.
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