Bicycles/motorcycles, two wheel machines! and wrecked stolen.........

             At the age of 11,stole a car,with 5 other boys,the driver was 14! We took the same car,a 62 Oldsmobile,so many times,we even had our own keys! Late in August of 68,we all slept out in the back shed,a club house. At 5 am,we got to the car,only this one time,it was parked in front of the Nova,up hill! So we had to push it,but I wouldn't get in the car,felt something was wrong. Well,peer pressure has it's ways,and in I got,sitting next to the very youngest of all of us. Off to pick up our bundles of newspapers,to deliver them,so we thought,but needed to pick up one more route,about 2 miles away.................We never made it,cause trying to take a turn at 100 m.p.h.,just don't work,instead,we hit the intersection,flew up,cause of the dip,and into the woods,landing in the creek bed. We were a fucking mess,the driver was hanging out of the windshield,stuck between the steering wheel and roof of the car,I was underneath,the two boys,that were in the front seat,cause I went outta the rear passenger door,landed in the creek,before the two up front,went outta the windshield! The other two,both brothers,were still in the car,somewhere amongst the newspapers...........................I was yelling at the top of my lungs,"HELP-HELP"!!!!!!,the driver told me to shut-up,or we get in trouble!,"HELP-HELP",I yelled. Turned out,help was on the way,a man,up the street,on W. Franklin,had dialed the first 3 numbers of the rescue squad,my mom woke up,thinking I had fallen down stairs. We only lived about 100 yards away,we wrecked at my school bus stop!..{Will finish this later}    Am back,and will try and finish this,lol.  My mom found us,by way of my yelling,{yep,I had a badass mother,tough as nails,sweet as could be},I was put in the ambulance and they were gonna take me only,till my mom told them,I just heard that one moan. I asked the driver if I should pray for myself and was told,you better pray for your buddy,guess I did,cause he lived,even though he was pronounced dead twice..............I woke up,not knowing where I was,looked to my left and saw the almost dead boy,told him to get up,we're gonna be late delivering our papers! Yep,I started young! Little did I know,I had both legs broken & my left elbow,bone came right on outta it! Almost dead boy had his leg broken,ribs,cuts all over his face,and messed up insides,liver,lung,and can't remember what else.........Now,back at the car,took them an hour & a half, to cut the driver out,he lost his speen,leg broken in two places ,I think. and cuts all over his face.the other one,think he was riding "shotgun",broke his leg,and cut up face,they all headbutted the windshield!...........They finally found the two brothers,underneath all our undelivered newspapers.{No one got newspapers that morning},one had dislocated his hip and the other broke his collarbone,a long with burns from the hot floor!..............Well,we made a name for ourselves,in St.Mary's Hospital,as we were a wild bunch,and for the most part,still are!                                  .