One Steep Hill

One day Bobby Phaff and I were riding our bikes around the back sections of the airport and came to this hill out in the middle of nowhere. We pushed our bikes up to the top and were planning to coast down. When we got to the top it turned out to be much steeper than we thought and we chickened out. As we were looking for the best way down, I started heading down because my brakes gave way. It was so steep that I thought I would start tumbling head over heals. It only took seconds to reach the bottom, but that was enough time to scare the wits out of me. Just as I reached bottom, I heard a loud groan and looked up to see Phaffey picking up speed as he was coming down. It was so funny, his legs were straight out to his sides and his eyes were big as golf balls and his mouth looked like he wanted to scream but nothing was coming out. We left that place, relieved that we were still alive.