Personal Narrative: My Life In Arizona

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WHen I was in Arizona with my grandma and grandpa.We were visiting my uncle and aunt.So I asked my uncle if I could ride my dirt bike for a while. and he said “Yeah that’s fine just don’t go to far.”
SO I was just riding around in the field behind the house.Then i saw a little dirt hill and right when i saw it i knew i could jump it! I jumped it how it was a few times but i couldn’t get enough air to do the trick i wanted to do.I went home and got a shovel then I made the jump bigger i got a lot of speed then I jumped it again after I jumped it again I fell off my bike!Once I was done jumping the hill I went home and changed out of my riding gear.Then I was talking to my grandpa about how fun riding was then I told him I fell and then