Jet Skiing With Dad by Sydney L.

We were at my uncle’s lake house in Arkansas.
I was 15 years old and I had just sat down on the jet ski with dad sitting behind me . I started the jet ski and zoomed across the lake, going at least 50m.p.h.  Dad used his thumb to slow down the jet ski. He never got on another jet ski with me again. I had fun, he didn’t.

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