Invisibllity

If I could either fly or be invisible I would obviously pick invisibility. There is so much more I can do invisible then be flying. Not saying that flying is not cool, but I would rather remain unseen. If I was in trouble I could just disappear until that person calmed down a little bit. I also could sneak around and scare people who are not expecting for an invisible guy to be there. I would hold the door closed from the inside so people would think the door is closed. I could also sneak into movies and other places without people noticing, because they could not see me. I also could then call myself a ninja with my sneaking ability. Mr. Juarez would be completely jealous of my powers and be saddened. So I do believe invisibility would be better than the ability to fly.

Despeate measures...

When my brother got his license we would always go drifting in the snow. We took my dad's girlfriend (Tina) little 2006 Ford Escape. But this winter my brother had his own truck a 1999 Dodge Ram, which is a lot bigger than a little escape. So we went drifting in the parking lots and had a blast we had never hit anything. We even would go drifting down side streets and residential streets. We had just pulled out of the drift and straightened the truck out on the round doing about 50 mph when the breaks would not engage. My brother tried the emergency brake and the regular brake nothing would engage. Approaching 57 we had no brakes going about 50 mph down the street. My brother puts his seatbelt on and tells me to do the same. I did not know what he was going to to and neither do he. Until I spotted a snow pile left over from a plow. My brother slowed the truck down the eat he could by hitting all the unpacked snow in the road before we hit the mound. Something must have worked because the truck did not hit the mound hard,t did not even damage the front end. My brother calls my dad and he comes to get us. As he comes to get us my brother and I pushed the truck most the way out of the mound. When my dad gets there after scolding my brother for drifting on bad brakes and Tie rods he climbs in the truck. My brother drove my dad car home with myself riding shotgun and my dad drove my brothers truck home. My brother got new brake pads and tie rods and fixed his truck the next day.