Roll away!

September 18, 2010! That was the date of my third big wreck so far in my life. It was a normal day and I was going to pick up a bale of hay in my fathers truck. I cant remember exactly. But I'm just going off of what people told my. Anyway, I was driving down a dirt rode going about 55 to 60 mph when I hit a bad spot in the road. At that point I was sucked into the right ditch when I jerked the wheel to get back on the road I over corrected and went to the other side and jerked the wheel again. Once more I over corrected and started going side ways down the road aimed for the right ditch again. Where I come from our ditches r not level with the road, there about 4 or 5 feet higher. Therefore when I hit the ditch it sent the truck into the air doing a barrel role. It rolled three times in the air then hit the ground and rolled 2 more times. When it finally came to a stop it was on its top with the wheels facing up and the drivers side slanted about 4 feet in the air. When I woke up I climbed out, picked up my hat and started walking. Some guy that knew my dad picked me up and took me home where my dad took me to the hospital. At that point i realized how bad I was I had a 2 in. wide 1 in. deep gash on my neck, my left arm was all cut up from the mirror shattering on it and I had a small cut on my forehead. So my left arm, neck, and face was coated in a layer of blood and dirt. I got cleaned up, 20 stitches put in me and some medicine and I was ready to go. God saved my life for the third time and I am nothing but grateful.
Sincerely Teenage Cowboy!