Tubing
I love tubing. I love that scared feeling you get deep in your gut as teh waves get bumpier adn bumpier and you get faster and faster. Especially when my crazy ADHD uncle is driving. He steps on the gas and the water starts to look white. Then all of a sudden he takes a sharp turn to the left. I hold on to dear life. My fingers are slippery from all of the sun screen. Then one of my legs slips- the water feels like cement. I turn and look at Hannah. I can't see her face because of all her hair blowing in it. Then we hit a bump. We went life five feet- luckily we made it, but not for long! My uncle slams on the break and we are flying in the air and the rest is a blur.
