Jason, Connor and I went skiing at 49 degrees North for the day, while Kaiden played at Grandma's house. Jason always complains about me being a slow driver, so he drove on the way down from the ski hill. There was a car in front of us and I could tell Jason was getting impatient.. and knowing him pretty well I knew he was going to try to pass the car. I sternly said "do not pass that car" to which he ignored me and sped up to pass. But just as he was speeding around the car he lost control on the snow/ice and my 4-runner spun around in circles and slammed into the snow bank/ditch. Connor was freaking out in the back seat. I was calm, but irritated. Jason tried to laugh it off, but I could tell he was regretting his choice. Luckily we had several trucks stop and try to help us get out. It took 30 minutes for them to finally pull our truck out of the ditch though. After that we picked Kaiden up from Grandma's house and I drove the rest of the way home without a peep about me driving too slow. We grabbed some dinner on the north side of Spokane and then went directly to the hockey game.
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