The Truth I Discovered in a Jet Ski Crash
Being 16 means it wasn't long before Derek and I were challenging each other for who could do crazier tricks on the Jet Ski, which just so happened to catch the eye of several young women on a boat floating nearby. They asked if they could take turns riding on the back, with Derek and I also taking turns as the driver.
With testosterone high and wisdom low, it was only fitting that I wound up crashing backwards into an embankment at 20 miles an hour, flinging my pretty young passenger across the sand like a gymnast in the final tumbling pass of a floor routine sure to land her Olympic gold.
Funny? No! Terrifying? Yes!!!
In the haze of smoke, sand & humiliation, I surveyed my surroundings to discover one destroyed Jet Ski and one horribly confused, yet largely unharmed young girl.
The Truth I discovered in a Jet Ski crash is that we can get so caught up in our own immature view of the world that we inadvertently harm others in the self destructive vacuum of our own ignorance.
To this day I thank God that this lesson came only at the death of a Jet Ski... and not a young girl.
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