We all got our fishing poles, bait, and for some extra fun we grabbed a couple of paintball guns. My friend Drew, who just turned sixteen, has a van which we scrambled into and took off.

This van was practically a bus and with a sixteen year old, who just got his license driving, we were just asking for trouble. Not to mention Drew had about eight annoying friends joking and yelling, and a radio blasting.

We made it to the lake and began our fi

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Death Car, Drew I’m, paintball guns,