First all, I apologize for not posting as often as I should - I’m new to this. Nonetheless, lets get this new post started. So now, I’m going to take it back old school, and I mean old school aka high school. So sit back, grab some popcorn, put on Juke Jam by Chance the Rapper and hold on to your seats.
Man, so this is going back to my senior year in high school, in the spring semester - so about 5 years ago. I was scrolling down my instagram feed in Mrs.Alberts English class. This was back when IG was in chronological order. Anywho, one of classmates (we’ll name him Bob) posted a picture about the Army. I cant really remember what the contents of the picture where but it involved the army. Well, a couple minutes later as I scroll past the picture again, I see about 15+ comments on it. When I clicked on it, to my surprise there was a full blown argument between two of my classmates (They were not in the same classroom but class of 2012). The other (we’ll name him Juan), was a full supporter of the marines and was planning to join after he graduated high school. To this day, I don’t know if he actually went the marine route but I’m positive he was involved in something with the military. Furthermore, they both were arguing about which branch was better and so on. Well, they both decided that they were going to fight about it after school (Lol). When school ended, a couple of buddies and I were hanging out by the quad area and started talking about going to see the fight. Well, since I had a car (Lincoln Town Car, ill have a picture of a similar car at the bottom of the page) so Goose, Fabian, Krusty and I got in the car and we drove off to see the fight. This, is where the story really gets good.
As we’re driving west on Whitley ave, no joke there was about 10+ cars filled with people who were going to see the fight. About a couple minutes of driving, we finally arrived to the spot where the fight was going to happen. Apparently, as all of us were getting out the car, they decided to change spots because the cops were allegedly called. So, we got back in the car and proceeded to find a new spot. Y’all, I kid you not, we drove for about 20+ minutes trying to find a spot lol. Finally, after bobbing and weaving through different streets we hit a canal bank where everyone was going into. Before I go further, the Lincoln Towncar that I’m driving is as large a boat, I’m not lying. In my mind I’m thinking, there’s no way I’m going into that dirt road with the car that I have. Mind you, the car is low to begin with and having passengers that were all above 200lbs was not the business lol. After careful consideration aka Goose saying “Do it pussy,” I drove down that dirt road. MAAANNNN THIS WAS THE SCARIEST FUCKING DRIVE OF MY LIFE. In the back of my mind I’m thinking, “If I get stuck here, how am I going to get out.” Every bump, every rock, every damn hole was felt as I’m crusing at about 35 - 45mph. I was so stressed man but this wasn’t even the worst part.
We FINALLY got to the spot were Bob and Juan started throwing hands. These dudes literally brought UFC gloves for the fight lol. A crowd of at least 40 people are cheering them on as if they are about to fight for money LOL. As they’re throwing hands, somehow they both hit each other at the same time and knocked each other down. YOO we all got wild when that happened LOL. Like, you only see that in movies not in real life Lol. Well, they got up, threw a couple more punches and in the distance - someone points out that field workers or supervisors were coming towards us in their trucks. We all rushed into the car and started driving way. Man, this is where shit got really real.
We’re driving into an even worse road than before, but what made this one worse is that THERE WERE DAMN PUDDLES EVERYWHERE. MANNN IF I THOUGHT I WAS SCARED BEFORE, THIS EASILY TOPPED IT OFF. I’m driving hitting puddles left and right, my front windshield is filled with nothing but water/mud, my hands are shaking, sweat is running down my face and these fatasses next to me are laughing about it. I prayed to god man, to not get me stuck in there because I would've been done; especially with no license. After about 10 minutes of driving in those conditions, we finally hit a paved road. THE SIGH OF RELIEF THAT I HAD MAN WAS INCREDIBLE. I’ve never been so relieved to seeing an actual road in my life until then. We finally got back to the high school for tennis practice (Yea, tennis LoL). I stepped out the car and start cleaning it with a dirty shirt I had in the back seat. As I’m drying it from the passenger door I come upon an indentation on the side skirt, YOOO THIS SHIT WAS CRACKED LMAOOO. My heart sank deep man Lol like, this couldn’t go any worse Lol. This wasn’t even my car, it was my brothers but he was lending it to me so I can drive to school. Luckily, he never noticed the cracked side skirt and sold the car later on.
I gotta be honest, It was a truly thrilling experience that had be by the edge of my seat, literally. Im never going to do that ever again.
Well Y’all, that’s the story of me off-roading the Lincoln. It was one of the few times we’re I actually panicked for my life. It is a rather long story but I thank everyone who came to read this post. Stay tuned for another story coming up.
Stay safe kings!
Love,
Luis Alvarez
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