Bad Day

It was a bad day on the steep decent road from the rim of Ngorongoro Crater to Olbalbal and the Serengeti. One of the leaders of the Ngorongoro area was traveling in his small lorry down the mountain. Stopping to check what felt like a puncture, a helper climbed down to place a stone in front of a wheel so the truck wouldn’t roll. Most of our local lorries are old and have poor or no emergency brakes, this one included. There was no puncture after all and the young man went to remove the stone. Somehow the lorry immediately began to move and caught his clothing pinning him to the ground and rolling over his chest, killing him instantly.

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