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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Car Trip (07/18/05)

TITLE: T(r)ip, Don't Fall
By Kevin Kindrick


I had just finished climbing a 400-foot cliff not half an hour ago, and here I was, dangling on the brink of another one. I didn’t have any ropes this time; or harnesses, climbing shoes, or any of the myriad other equipment necessary to climb a rock as safely as possible.
After twenty minutes or so of rest, I took off with my two friends who weren’t spending the night at the camp there, and began driving home.
The road wound along the sides of a series of steep hills some miles north of a lake near my hometown. Exuberant at the memory of the climb we had just finished I was driving – perhaps – just a bit too fast for the terrain. As the car approached one of the many sharp turns I was able to tell, immediately that, “Oh cr*p, I’m not gonna make the turn.” Rather than simply hanging on for dear life, I gave it my best shot anyway. I slammed my brakes on, and jerked the wheel around as hard as I could.
At the end of the skid, my car was sitting on the brink of a sheer 400-foot drop to a narrow, swift stream. Once the adrenaline had (at least partly) been flushed from my system, I climbed slowly out of my door and stepped down onto the ledge that shouldn’t have been there. Miraculously, Jesus had guided my left front tire onto the one 2’X3’ section of ground that – instead of dropping instantly into thin air – sloped gently first; so that, rather than plummeting over the edge, my car simply stopped with the left front tire depressed slightly below the level of the road; and the right rear tire elevated about three feet above the road.
After several failed efforts to extricate ourselves from the situation (which resulted in the car simply shifting slightly farther down the hill) we decided to call for help; at which point I discovered that there was no cellular service in that area. With no other option, I ran the two miles back to camp; where I was able to get help from those who were staying the night (read as – I found someone who’s phone could get service, and we called a friend in town with a tow truck to come pull us out). He came, though it was two a.m. by the time he arrived, and my car was once again – dare I say it – on the level.
Through all of this, I see nothing but God’s hand keeping me alive. Only He had stopped my car from going over the edge. Only He gave me the strength to run those two miles as fast as I had. Only He brought my friend out of bed at two in the morning. God is good, even when we’re stupid. Thank you Jesus.

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Kevin Kindrick07/25/05
I would like to apologize to the readers of my last article. It was suggested I put and extra space between paragraphs to make things easier to read, and I am working on that; it simply does not come naturally, so I hope you can slug your way through another close packed piece.

Thanks, and God bless,

Karen Deikun07/26/05
Your conclusions made the journey through the article very well worth it - but I almost didn't read it because it didn't have those spaces. Great writing, though.
Beth Muehlhausen07/26/05
Glory to God, praise Jesus! A well-told, hair-raising experience for sure. Do work on the paragraph spacing, as you mentioned. That would make your readers much happier. :-)
Nina Phillips07/26/05
I liked that last line.
Tripping is not much fun either-but always thankful for God's help.
God bless ya, littlelight
Maxx .07/30/05
Wow .. .what a story! One thing I like to do when swearing is needed to convey emotion is something like this:

As the car approached one of the many sharp turns I was able to tell, immediately that it wasn't going to make the turn. I swore. “We're not gonna make it!”

That way you don't have to put something in front of the reader that they might not want to see.
Kevin Kindrick07/30/05
One more note from the author. After re-examining the precipice over which my car had been hanging, I discovered that - in my high-adrenaline state - I had over-estimated the drop to the bottom. It was actually closer to 150 feet than four hundred. In an aside, three days later I sold that car and purchased a jeep.

God bless, and keep reading,

Val Clark08/02/05
Thanks Kevin for your slice of life story. Have you thought about fictionalising it?