This happened about a year ago. My friends and I were stoned, hanging out at this spot we called "The Island." I have no idea why we named it that—it wasn’t an island, but the name just stuck. We were chilling, listening to some hip-hop, and getting into deep conversations (you know, that kind of high talk).
Out of nowhere, we heard this massive car crash. It sounded really loud, though that might’ve just been because we were high as hell. Without thinking, we all jumped up and started running toward the noise. We probably ran a full kilometer before we got tired and slowed down to a walk. Along the way, we were talking about what we’d do when we found the crash site, like we were some kind of heroes.
After walking for about an hour, I suddenly said, "Hey, let’s put some music back on." So, I played the same playlist we’d been listening to before. But then, in one of the tracks, right at the end, there was this sound—a car crash.
We all stopped at the exact same time, just staring at each other. First, we were pissed because we realized we’d wasted so much time chasing nothing. But honestly, looking back, it’s one of those stories we always laugh about now. We were so dumb back then, but man, it makes for a good memory.
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