Story time
Posted by Kris the Girl on Fri, 01/23/2004 - 6:53am.
A friend of mine grew up in a small town outside of Tulsa, OK. There's a one-lane bridge out in the middle of nowhere (as most things are in Oklahoma) that was in a bit of a valley, so it was approached on both sides by hills. It was a common practice for a long, long time for the local boys--and some girls, I'm sure--to get racing up one side, get airborne, and land on the bridge. Great fun, scary, rite-of-passage kinds of things that Smalltown America is infamous for.
Well, one night, the kids doing the flying car bit thought it'd be even better to turn off their headlights while they tried this feat. The hilltop made for a blind takeoff, but the road was straight--what could possibly be a problem? Well...there was another car, coming the other way on that one-lane bridge. They probably never even knew what hit them.
The local kids don't do this particular trick anymore, on account of killing a couple of their schoolmates that night.
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