It
( happend) two years ago, I (1)____(was getting) ready to go to Paris to
have the time of my life, when one day before my train journey I(2)____
(was knocked) down by a bus and(3)____ (broke) my arm. I thought nothing
worse could happen to me, so I(4)____ (decided) to go anyway. My
father agreed to give me a ride to the station which was five kilometres
from our house. We(5)____ (were planning) to set off very early to catch the 7
a.m. train. But my father couldn’t start the car because he(6)____ (had
left) the headlights on the whole night and the battery(7)_____ (had
run) down. So finally we left only at 6.30. No sooner (8)____(had we gone) two
kilometers than the car started jerking. It (9)____ ( turned) out
we(10)____ (had run) out of petrol and we had to stop at the petrol
station to fill up the tank. We got to the station at three minutes to
seven. I kissed my father goodbye, jumped on the train and breathed a
sigh of relief. But as soon as I reached the next station, I realized
that I(11) ____(was running) on the wrong train. I(12) ____(was travelling) to
Istambul, not Paris!