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Forethought

I put on my helmet because I knew I was gonna be late for practice. I always am when Dad has to drive me instead of Mom. So I put on my helmet so I could just run in and join the team on the rink. But I was really late because Dad rear-ended some old woman in an ancient stationwagon, and I hit my head on the dash, and the old lady was screaming at him and wheezing, but at least my head was okay.
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