I was in the front passenger seat of a car being driven by my father. We were moving up a hill which resembled the Hill in New Boston. A couple more people were in the back seat. Another car behind us was being driven by my second cousin Jeff.

As we proceeded up the hill, we encountered another car blocking our path. We had to back up some, and then we were able to pass. This same thing recurred two or three times. On the last time, Jeff had trouble getting past the car. He was also trying to pass us. He had to get out of his car for a minute, and the car stated rolling backwards. At first his car had seemed like a large green car, but now it looked like a little red Volkswagen.

Our car, with us still in it, also began rolling backwards. My father couldn't control it. I opened my car door, ready to jump out into the ditch, but I realized if I jumped out, the door might hit me. I thought I might try to lie down and slide out under the door into the ditch. The situation was becoming desperate. We could see Jeff's little red Volkswagen run over the bank. It looked as if we were going to follow along right behind it. I was extremely frightened, trying to figure out how to get out of the car.

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