I still remember that close call now clearly. It was many years ago. It was in Chinese New Year holidays. I rode a bicycle to visit my friend. I was riding downwards alone a road. The road was paved with stones. It was very steep which was more than thirty degrees. Suddenly the brake of the bicycle broke. And it happened that a truck was coming upon me. It seemed I would crash into the truck. If it happened, I would not dare to imagine what the result would be. Just at that very moment, I saw there was a little path on my right hand side. I turned right the bicycle handle and rushed onto the path. I fell off immediately. My trousers were badly worn. But it was OK. I avoided a dangerous crash. I thought it was a close call.