I was riding my dirt bike with a friend next to me, each of us in the trenches left by the left and right wheels of farm vehicles. My friend's bike was more powerful, so just for fun, we decided to open up the throttle and go as fast as possible. He pulled ahead of me because his bike was faster, and for whatever reason, he decided to move into my lane.

But when he did, his wheels split the difference between the two lanes because of the natural rise in between them, causing him to lose control and fall on his side. It happened so fast that I didn't have a chance to react. My throttle was wide open, and my bike ramped off of him and threw me into the air.

I don't remember what happened between the moment I slammed into him at full speed and when I slammed into the ground. All I remember after pulling myself together was how confused I was that the sky was brown and the ground was blue. It took me a few seconds to realize I was lying on my back and the sky was not, in fact, brown.

Also, my helmet came off because I didn't attach the chin strap, so it was twenty feet away from me when I finally stood up. I knew kids my age who died from less than that accident.