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He honked his horn 300 times. That warned the other cars that he didn't know what to do. But the other cars saw that it was only grass, and they said, "That's all right... go on, little truck.." When the truck started to drive, he started to sink! Then when he came out, he was all dirty, and he didn't like it.
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So the little truck honked his horn 3,000,200 times to warn the other trucks that he was in trouble. The other trucks said, "Aww, man.. he's in trouble...let's just go around one more time and then we'll catch him." The other trucks did that. When they came around one more time, they didn't know where he was, and then...
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BOOM!! Pieces of cars went everywhere! BOOM!! Into the back of that truck! "We shouldn't have done what we did," the other trucks said. Axles! Tires! Windshields! Hoods, mirrors, lights!! Roll bars, grills, wheels... and spare tires!!
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And then the little truck had to be fixed up all over again. New tires.. new hood.. new lights.. everything had to be fixed. Even the roll bar and the peoples' helmets. Everything was in a mess on the race track. And then all the other trucks had to be fixed.. even their tires had holes in them from the big hit in the dirt.
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After the big hit, they had to go home in a big damaged truck.
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And that's the end of my story.
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