"Oh, right. Yeah, I will try in about an hour or so."
"About yourself, you were! And if you weren't talking about you, you're talking about your clone that is exactly like you!"
You shouldn't start it with "And" though, its one of those golden rules. 
I tried grabbing at the bushes and plants that dotted the hill, but I ended up taking them with me. I tumbled down, faster and faster towards the road, frantically trying to stop myself. The bushes scratched at my arms and tore at my face, leaving ugly marks on my once near perfect face. I rolled right off of the base of the hill and landed face down on the road. The fall had drained me of all energy to follow my instincts and flee. I raised my head from the ground, and saw a few cars swerve and beep their horns wildly, but one pickup truck was headed straight towards. The last thing I remember was a scream, a horn and the crushing sounds of metal.
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