Personal Narrative: Determining Concept Cars

I can remember how excited I was when I bought my very own first car. I spent hours and hours fixing up my car exactly how I wanted it. I waited a very long time to buy my own car. I worked for hours and hours, saving money to buy a good running car. I did not want to buy a cheap car. I wanted to buy one I know would last and didn’t have anything more than minor mechanical problems, if any. I knew if I bought one of the streets it was bound to come with something needing to be repaired or replaced. Having proper maintenance done to the car was also my way of guaranteeing my car would at least run okay for a little while. My first car was a 2002 Hyundai Sonata featured with 19’ black rims, with clean interior and dark tinted windows. The sound system was in great condition and for it to be stock, had a really nice bang to it. I absolutely loved my car, It felt so nice and I

During our first run Taylor and I noticed that the car was turning way to the left. So in order to fix this we started our car as far to the right of the track as possible. After our first trials we realized that we needed to fix our string. We needed to cut the string we had attached off of our car and make a new one. When we made a new one me made it a little bit longer than the car and only hot glued it to the hook, not to the frame. Our new string had a loop in the end of it so we could put that on the toothpick. So now we understood that the toothpick did have a real purpose and we couldn’t glue the string to the mousetrap. After we made these changes we ran our car three more times.

Then I had been notified of the brake and gas location, but the rest of the directions went straight through my ears. Now shifting the gear into drive, I slowly stepped on the gas. The car flyed forward. Not knowing what to do, I stomped my foot all the way down on the brake. The car jerked forward. In an intense, angry tone my brother Silvio yelled, “BELLLAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”

“Hey, you’ve been too! Alan shrugged. One thing I’ve noticed was the the Ford was still behind.” Dad” I think we are being followed. Dad turned right , the Ford turned right. Dad turned left, the Ford turned left. We drove on a mud/snow road that lead to the back of the new house. Dad sped up. The Ford did too. The Ford got stuck a couple times but managed to get out of the holes it was in.

At sixteen, I received my first job, and by the age of seventeen, I purchased my first car. While the car was only worth about $200.00, I gave the seller $1200.00. Along with overpaying, the car did not have a title of ownership. When I first purchased this car, I had the understanding with the seller that the vehicle had a salvage title, but only a bill of sell was given with the car. However, this was still not my worst experience with this automobile. From the inside to the outside, to under the hood, and even on paper, this car was an illegally procured nightmare.

Two years ago i was with my friend and his dad raced down at peoria speedway, and right after we unloaded the car he has a hauler so you can get on top of it. We heard commotion behind us and there was two white cars pulled up and two girls got out of the cars and they started fighting like pulling out their hair. I thought that it was hilarious probably 10 minutes into the fight the girl gets back in her car and tries to run the girl over. The girl that almost got ran over she punched a hole in the driver's side window and tries to pull her out. So the cops get there and both girls are in their own car and the officer is talking to the girl in the car behind the first car while she is talking to her the first girl spins her tires and she drives

We didn't know it, but it would be 1967 before we would meet again...strangers who would spend a lifetime building a new relationship as adults.

The car is a servant to the man is vivid to me because you can take a car to get places. The man drives the car like a jet is also vivid to me. I can see a man driving his car like a jet. The car is a restaurant another unusual one to me because I can’t picture it in my mind. The car is a word of the device would be another unusual one to me because I am not sure what it means. The car is a night club surprising to me because I can’t picture it as a nightclub. The car is a holder of mail is vivid to me because I keep mail in my car all the time. The woman uses the car as a glamour studio would be a surprising one to me because I would use the bathroom to glamour myself. The car is a family shuttle vivid to me because I can see a family using

In life we go through many changes and for that instance it is the same situation with my car. During the 1 year that I had my car many things stayed the same, however some changes have been made. Some of the changes were major and some were minor. I take a really good care of my car and throughout my experience with my car I think it looks really good. I have spent a lot of money on it but it was worth it. This is my project car so there is a lot of progress already done to the way I want it to look and perform, but still far away from being fully done.

“That is the point,” My dad said, “ The motorcycle is really loud because it is supposed to attract attention so nobody

My dad replied, “Maybe we should keep driving.” As we kept driving my family started to

“Can I take your order?” Tthe waitress asked. I told her I was waiting for my father and that we would order when he arrives . As she walked away, I glanced at my phone, and then the window; Dad was pulling into the parking lot. I immediately knew it was him because , as he was driving his bright red Polaris Slingshot. I went outside and greeted him, asked him the usual questions (“How’s the vehicle holding up?”, “How are the dogs?”, etc.).

It was Saturday about three or four, My brother Jack and I were playing with our toy cars, jack always had the exotic cars, I had the old cars, when suddenly we hear a knock on the door then the door opens a man with dark black boots walks up the stairs, Hey jack “did you hear ” Kip asked?

I wasn’t asking my mom every day anymore if she needed me to go to the store for her, but I always went whenever she needed me to. When my siblings asked me to drive them to the mall, I wasn’t always so eager, but I took them every time. Then, one morning my mom asked me if I wanted to drive her Range Rover to school. “YES!”, I screamed. She handed me the keys and said, “Be careful, it’s a lot quicker than the Ford CMAX”. As I slowly and carefully pulled the Range Rover out of the garage, my mom motioned for me to put my window down. She then leaned into the window and asked me if I had a name for my new truck. I said, “What?, what are you saying?” She then told me, “Your dad and I feel that because you always take your responsibilities so seriously and with such a great attitude, we want you to have the Range Rover. You’ve proven that you are now an

Then my dad said, “We are going to stop at my friends to take a break for a little bit so that we can get some fresh air and rest.”