summer of 2007

my worst summer happened in 2007. it was the middle of july, and my younger brother, andrew, and i were home alone and bored out of our minds. we were watching a funny golf movie when i suddenly had an idea for something fun to do.
"hey, andrew! let's go play some golf! "
"yeah! i bet i can hit the ball harder than you! "
"whatever! i'm twice your size! " we quickly got up and ran to the garage, where our dad kept his golf clubs. he was at work, so we couldn't ask him, but i was sure he wouldn't mind. i grabbed the bag of clubs and tossed a hand shovel, a couple of old cups, and pieces of wood to andrew. in response to his puzzled expression, i said, "we'll use them to make a mini-golf course."
we hauled everything to the backyard and began to set up. i chose a good spot for a hole and started to dig.
"uh, johnny? " my brother asked. "are you sure dad won't mind you digging those holes? "
"why would he mind? we're gonna fill the holes back up when we're done." i tossed him the cups. "here. put each cup in as i finish the holes." still seeing his nervous expression, i added, "just trust me! "
"the last time you said that we were grounded for a month."
i rolled my eyes in exasperation and continued to dig. once the holes were done, i placed the pieces of wood methodically around the backyard. looking around to admire my handiwork, i still felt like something was missing.
remembering a scene in the movie we watched, i looked at the rain gutter and wondered if it was possible to shoot a golf ball in there. it sure would make a great obstacle. i decided to give it a try.
bending slightly with my feet shoulder-length apart, i gripped the club and aligned it with the ball. i glanced up to calculate my aim, and deciding upon a point on the roof slightly above the rain gutter, i swung.
unfortunately, my aim was not as good as i hoped it would be. instead of bouncing lightly off the roof and into the rain gutter, the ball flew straight into the satellite dish on the roof, sending the entire thing crashing into the front driveway. to make matters worse, dad chose that exact moment to pull up to the house. imagine his shock and horror upon seeing his prized satellite dish bounce off his prized car and onto the cement driveway.
needless to say, we were grounded for a month. dad made us work to fix the holes in the lawn, replace the satellite dish, and repair his car. to raise the money, andrew and i had to spend the rest of the summer doing random jobs throughout the neighborhood. at least we weren't bored anymore.

the climax of the passage is when
a. johnny grabs his dad's golf clubs from the garage.
b. johnny and andrew work throughout the neighborhood.
c. johnny attempts to hit the ball into the rain gutter.
d. johnny and andrew watch the golf movie.

plz me