By Calvin Sandberg
It was a very soft winter day with cold nipping at my cheeks. I ask my dad for the hundredth time if I could ride my new snowmobile and he finally said yes.
I was so excited I jumped for joy!
As he started it up, it started lightly snowing. After giving me a few simple directions it was finally time to ride.
After going around in a circle to the left for about 20 minutes, I tried a right hand corner. The ditch on one side of my yard is very steep and at the time it had a lot of tall, snowy grass with deep snow around it. I soon realized that I might crash into the grass.
When I did run into it, the snowmobiles engine was not powerful enough. When I pushed the throttle it sunk me deeper into the powder making me very stuck.