So with only a slight hesitation, Speedy headed upward towards the crest with supreme confidence in my quad's ability to scale this nasty off cambered & rutted  trail. The washout & bump at the bottom scrubbed my speed considerably , but not wanting to disappoint my speed crazed co-horts, I churned upwards towards who knows what????? At first all went well & success seemed assured as my trusty quad clawed it's way towards the summit. But as the V-Force slowed near the crest, the rear tires slip into the center rut & the V-Force's front end heads off at an angle & UPWARD!!!! NOT GOOD!

 

           As the quad stops & slowly begins to slide BACKWARDS , I can't seem to grasp the parking brake before my AARP fat butt begins to slide backwards off the quad. By now the quad is gaining backward momentum & turning sideways at the same time! BIG TROUBLE!!!!!!!!  Sensing that the V-Force CAN'T be saved & IF I don't bail NOW , I'll suffer major bodily injury , I slide off & watch the death roll begin in slow motion.

 

                It's real ugly as the first barrel roll insues & loud cracking noises can be heard as those beautiful but fragil blue fenders break off & scatter down the face of the hill. The final death roll is a fifteen foot front forward flip that ends with the V-Force slamming onto the handle bars & then bouncing high enough to land back upright on it's wheels in the underbrush! WOW!!!!! My heart sinks to my chest as I slide down the hill to see IF my day is done or not??????