My Winning Story

One Chance!!!

My muscles were tight with tension, and my brain was erupting with the sudden possibilities, rushing through at a million kilometres per hour, like lightning bolts crashing to the ground with a roar. The unique arena was filling up with hoards of cheering fanatics hoping for a spectacle. My  250cc beaut of a motorcycle was being serviced and my helmet was being fitted with a state of the art gopro camera. Suddenly a rumble shook the room, like a magnitude 6 earthquake, the roof of the technical building was opening for the first time in its history. The cry of the four Boeing CH-47 Chinooks’ blades were steadily getting louder like a howl of a wolf in the dead of night. The wind began to circle around the crowd, dispersing the discarded litter along the stands like the spray of seafoam in a violent storm. The moment was nearing and I could feel the soft beats of my heart gradually getting swifter. I would soon be a world record holder. The cream of the crop. No mortal man finer than me.

The substantial helicopters were in the delicate building now and the time had nearly come. The countdown on the big screen was down to five minutes. I was starting to feel queasy and having second thoughts about the jump over four helicopters. It was a case of do or die.

Before I knew it, a man in a plain white t-shirt with a lanyard around his freckled neck, tapped me on the shoulder. I followed him around the back of the tremendously tall ramp and stopped where my motorcycle was being guarded by my assistant, Julie. She had blonde hair with a distinctive mole in the middle of her left cheek that I still couldn’t help staring at as I pulled my helmet on.

It was all down to me now.  She handed me the bike with a weak smile and I started to wheel it into the elevator. The elevator was especially designed for myself and the bike. It would take me all of the way to the top of the ramp. I would be launched and there would be no going back.

The elevator ride was the longest of my life. It could also be my last. The clock was on 10 seconds now. The moment the crowd had been hoping for had finally become a reality. Here I go in 10.., 9.., 8.., 7.., 6.., my past life swirling before me.  5.., 4.., 3.., 2.., 1 and I was off! Shooting down the ramp like a bullet blasting out of a gun. There was only one thing flashing through my mind. I can do it!!!

Within a matter of seconds, I was down the monstrous ramp and had been slingshotted through the arena. I didn’t dare look down for what could be the end of my life. Then as my front wheel caught the downwards ramp at the other side… I started to fall backwards...

By Jaden