Adam Hucks was about four in this memory. Adam had trouble learning how to apply the brakes on his bicycle. Momma and myself showed him over and over but for some reason Adam just couldn't get the turning the peddles backward to stop. Our momma and us two were in the front yard one day. (My parents house is on the bottom of a upward hill when someone comes off the 501. So it is hard to see if anyone is coming sometimes.) Adam was just a peddling going down the driveway as hard as he could when all of a sudden we heard a loud truck it the road from the 501. Adam heard it to. He started panicking just like we did but couldn't get the bicycle to stop. I started running to him and so did momma but the truck was on top of the driveway before we could get to him. Momma had big Holly bushes planted at the end of the driveway. Instead of trying to break anymore, Adam just turned the wheel and headed straight for those thorny bushes. It was like all in slow motion for me for a minute. The truck came by, Adam was flying off the bicycle landing in the Holly bush, and the bicycle was going in the opposite direction of him. Once Momma and I got to him he stood up looked at his bicycle and then his legs. We were asking him if he was ok, checking for broke bones, and blood. He said I finally found a way to brake. Needless to say my little brother never rode his bike down the driveway in the front yard again.