The composition "That time was really lucky" in the second volume of the sixth grade of primary school is 450 words.

Although I am not superstitious, on that occasion, I deeply realized the feeling of "surviving".

At noon that day, the sky was cloudy and the light was mild. It was really good weather. So I invited several cycling enthusiasts to the four-star bus factory next door.

I rode several miles in the factory, circled many times, rested on a flat ground and had a good chat.

Suddenly I saw a steep slope behind me, which was covered with countless gravel and small gravel, with an inclination of more than 30 degrees. I couldn't help being ecstatic and calling my fans to see it.

Because rushing down the slope is the most enjoyable thing for cycling, fans are all surprised. They got on the bus and rushed down, then held down the brakes and turned into an alley.

How can I fall behind? After about ten steps backward, I dived at full throttle. I only heard the cool wind whistling in my ears, and the air in my clothes was filled. I just feel as light as a swallow and very happy.

When I rushed down like lightning, I remembered to brake, but when I pressed the rear brake, there was the sound of iron rubbing against the wheels. According to my experience, there must be something wrong with the rear brake. I couldn't stop the car. The car at this time is like a wild horse out of control. At this point, my brain is thinking at a speed of one ten thousandth of a second. Obviously, I can't press the front brake. At the current speed, stepping on the front brake will definitely fly out at the same time, even with people and cars. I'll fall by then. The iron gate in front of me is locked with many edges and corners. If I rush over, I will probably rub off a piece of meat. Helpless, my brain decided to fall and slow down.

So, I turned the rudder to the left, but my hand shook in the middle. Instead of falling, I rushed out of the edge of the steep slope and became a trapeze artist. At that second, I was frightened, but I still tried to keep my balance, with my feet close to the pedal and my hands firmly grasping the rudder. "bang!" There was a loud noise, and it took me a long time to react and found that I didn't fall.

"How can ...? "

As soon as I bow my head, I feel that my bike is short. Look carefully-the front wheel bends to the left and the rear wheel turns the other way around. After watching it for a long time, I couldn't help laughing and even burst into tears.

What's going on here?