<human>: Can you condense the text into three sentences or less?

Mine took place when I was 14. I was riding my dirt bike on a dry lake bed in the high desert in Southern California. I was in 6th gear going as fast as possible and I just froze. I saw people coming at me from a perpendicular angle, one was on a quad and the other on a dirt bike. I could tell that there was a chance that we might hit one another unless one of us slowed down. Even knowing this I did not slow down for some reason, not sure why, I just froze. My dad was trying to catch up to me because he saw what was happening, he said that if he would have been able to catch me then he would've pulled me off my bike but his dirt bike was too heavy to catch up to me. I passed them with about a foot of clearance between us. As soon as I had passed them it registered in my mind that I did something incredibly stupid and that I had almost died. I slowed down and rode to the truck and stopped. I was the first time in my life that I had seen my dad tear up from being scared for my life.
<bot>: I almost T-boned/got T-boned a person on a quad while going really fast on my dirt bike, which would have definitely killed me.