Could You Survive The Oregon Trail?

Do you survive the 2,000-mile journey? Take this quiz and find out!

Tags: Survive, Oregon, Skill


Here are all the results with descriptions

Yes, You Make It to California and Open a Cracker Factory!
Congratulations! You make it all the way to Sacramento, where you set up shop for one of your favorite snack foods. Your street smarts and quick thinking, as well as your natural survival skills, got you this far, and you live to see yourself and your family become the successes they were always destined to be!

Yes, You Make It to Oregon and Become a Successful Logging Tycoon!
You were adamant that you make it to Oregon, and you did. No matter what happened, you knew you would make it, and you never let anyone or anything stand in your way. This unyielding drive you have sets you up in Oregon and paves the way for you to take over every major logger in the area.

No, You Die of Dysentery.
You didn't make it. Maybe if you kept yourself and your side of the wagon clean, you might have avoiding drinking that dirty, stagnant water and getting yourself sick.

Nope, You're Killed in a Hunting Accident.
You never take anything seriously, and it gets you into trouble. You and your friends are playing around when you're supposed to be hunting rabbits, and your friend accidentally sets his rife off on you. We just hope it was quick and painless, because a slow death on the frontier is literally the WORST.

Nope, You Drown Crossing the Platte.
You aren't always paying attention, and that would've cost you your life on the Oregon Trail. You thought the ferryman said five feet when he really said 15, and since you never learned how to swim, well, let's just say, the river's current carries you away faster than your friends can caulk the wagon and float.

No, You Are Run Over by the Wagon Train.
You were too busy running around and singing dirty songs on your banjo to stay out of the way of all the oxen and horses. One slip sends you to your doom as you fall under the weight of the wheels and hooves of your own wagon party.