My awry situation..

This is my awry situation, or something like that. My parents have a dairy farm since my siblings and I were children. I remember that there was something that prevented the milk truck from reaching the milk tank and it was an old road that went to the dairy. Besides that, when it 
rained, that old road started to fill with mud and it was completely difficult to go through it. The car my parents used to have was a Toyota Land Cruiser 1979, in my personal opinion, a real car, I really loved it. We had to cross this road in order to arrive to the dairy. Nobody told us that was going to be a tricky road. Once, I remember we had to transport the milk to where we had the milk tank. I was like 11 or 12 years because I don’t remember very well. We were my dad, my older brother and someone that I couldn’t remember in this moment. My dad told us: chiquillos watch out! We have to go through the road, because if not, there is no way to get to where the milk tank is. My brother and I were not so sure about it, nor did we know what to do. Anyways, we got into the car but a little unsure of how we were going to get there, there was too much mud, besides it was raining dogs and cats. When the worst part of the road we were coming, we had to accelerate the car. In fact, we did it, we let the car take force. When we were close to cross, the car turned a little and we literally fell into a drain. I got the shock of my life! the jars of milk half overturned around us, my brother and I half beaten, wet with milk and then wet with rain when we finally got out of the car. My dad made us leave the car automatically. When we finally calmed down and managed to see where we were, we had to go and look for our neighbor from the other farm, completely long of us to give us a hand. Everything was going bad! Fortunately, Luisillo was in home with some friends of him, and they were really kind with us. Actually, he gave us dry clothes and delicious food. When they started to help us, the mud spilled everywhere Finally, the car managed to get out of the mud! It was an odyssey! When we finally arrive home very late in the night, my mother helped me to carry my muddy clothes out of the car and also gave me hot chocolate! One of the worst days of my life!
-Pilar B.