I looked out the car window, air from the AC blew threw my braids as I gazed at the upcoming gas station. “ I could probably draw that gas station logo,” I muttered. Taking out my brown sketchbook from the seat pocket, I tugged the pencil from behind my ear and prepared myself to draw the bolded golden Chevron logo. However, the moment I looked up, my mothers car had passed the gas station and we were already at my home. It was no use in drawing the house; I already had multiple houses drawn in my sketchbook with various colors and designs. My mind was still stuck on Chevron, so when I got inside I sat down and began to draw. The only problem was that I couldn’t make the mental picture become reality on my paper. Ever since I was born it was
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.
Growing up in the United States I had an instant love for cars and anything with an engine. I have had these interests since a very young age. The kind of things I grew up around have a lot to do with why I have such an addiction for speed and adrenaline. Ever since I was a little boy racing has been a part of me. I love the competitiveness of it and the adrenaline that I get every time I pull up to the staging line; I really just love everything about it. I have always loved the smell of burnt race gas and the sound of a built big-block screaming down the track. Ever since I can remember as far as my memory goes back I remember being there at the track every weekend watching my dad and his friend’s race. I can remember barely being old enough
One of the most important events that happened in my life was just recently, and that was buying my second car. This thought process was in the making for quite a while, considering that I was getting tired of taking my silver Hyundai Elantra in the garage every four months for repairs. For that reason, it made sense that it was time for a new car or a used one, I did not care which all I cared about was that it had to be a manual transmission. In addition, the fact that I outright hate going car shopping, I put it off and off until this past January. Since my mom had surgery that month, she was home and could go car shopping for me, well searching on the computer shopping. Since she was doing that, I did not have to worry about it and she knew what I wanted for a car.
In conclusion, my 1st car was a bust traveling 9.8 cm/s, my 2nd car did pretty well traveling 35.86 cm/s, but wasn’t built very well and lastly my 3rd car was the most successful, traveling 50.16 cm/s. Over the time that I worked on this project my skills really did advance. In the beginning, I was clueless and now, with the materials, I could make another car in a day. I learned a lot from trial and error.
Saturday had big plans with my family and didn't realize that I was supposed to go to azteca practice. I was so emotionally crushed I felt like my soul was being crushed by an evil elephant from hell, quitting was the only thing on my mind at that point. The drive there was so depressing i felt like eating a bullet just the thought of canceling my plans for this gave me aids the car drive there felt like it was in slow motion and the fact that my friend benito was driving made it that much worse since he drives slower than my grandma, it seemed like everything was black and white and the that was blasting in the car seemed nonexistent. once we showed up i regretted going just that much more since only about half the dancers even showed up I
Waking up the morning that I was meant to leave for my trip, all that I could do was try to will my bladder not to have to use the bathroom and inconvenient amount of times and trying to decipher the correct amount of water that I should drink in order to not have to go. When I woke up a peed, before I left, I peed, when I got to Anna’s house I peed again just for good measure- and that was all within a couple of hours. When we finally left on our 8 hour journey my new mantra was “don’t think about having to pee” which as you can assume was the adverse of what I was trying to do. For the first 3 hours I didn’t have to go, and I was so proud of myself. After that I gained some confidence and was like “I got this, I will pee when
When winter approached my car was transformed into a frozen ice block along with the rest of Indiana. As the days passed, frigid sheets of snow and ice that covered the roads and stores covered my car as well. At that point, I realized my car was ugly and nearly worthless, but my parents wanted me to remain positive, focusing on what the car did do. My vehicle had functioning heat and four-wheel-drive for the snow; however, none of that matters if the car is too cold to start. As the winter progressed, the car became more and more difficult to drive. Though I knew the moment I had been waiting for was quickly approaching, my parents and I didn't have the money for a new car to replace it, and that's when I experienced a change of heart and
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
When I turned sixteen, my parents and I went looking for a car for me. We looked all over the town of Austin, MN. Until, we pulled up to Southwest Sales. While we were driving around the Southwest Sales lot, I found that car I wanted. This car was a maroon 2002 Mitsubishi Eclipse. When I saw the car I told my mom “That is the one I want.”
The components that make up an automobile are comparable to what make up a human. I see metal as the body, oil as the blood and gasoline as the food that fuels the human body. My passion is cars and what they are capable of. I have built several cars from the ground up and every time I do, I become attached as if the vehicle was a part of me. I have learned so much over the years and my knowledge has expanded and become a part of my dreams. I visualize what I can do in my car and I think the thing that attracts me the most is being in the driver’s seat and having the ability to determine where I end up.
We were somewhere around Barstow on the edge of the desert when the drugs began to take hold. I remember saying something like "I feel a bit lightheaded; maybe you should drive. ..." And suddenly there was a terrible roar all around us and the sky was full of what looked like huge bats, all swooping and screeching and diving around the car, which was going about 100 miles an hour with the top down to Las Vegas. And a voice was screaming: "Holy Jesus! What are these goddamn animals?"
One hot, summer Saturday in Austin, when I first saw my future vehicle in a junkyard, it was a lousy excuse for a car. I had to admit, it was not much to begin with, but I had a vision of what it could be all flossed-up. It was plain white. The grill was bug-splattered, and the windows had yet to be tinted. When looked at from the right side, you could see a volleyball sized dent in the front quarter panel. The driver’s side, however, had a painting of a red fox, curled-up and fast asleep. The upholstery on the seats was frayed away by wear, it had dull, regular stock wheels, and the back license plate was hanging on by a single screw. With peer pressure and society’s views of what was better in this complex world, I decided that I was going
The ability to drive to me means, that you are capable of following the state driving rules. Almost anyone could drive a car, even a 10 year old. However, safety is another important part of the ability to drive. Therefore, if a person is not safe on the road, then they should not be driving such as, a 10 year old. Each person should also have the skills in which they can operate a car safely. Good vision, the ability to concentrate and reflexes are some important things to have to operate a vehicle safely. I think there are many things which can affect a person’s driving such as, alcohol, drugs, tiredness, cell phones, eyesight and sometimes age. These factors can be very dangerous when combined with driving. They can cause slower reaction times, sleepiness, poor
then approached the vehicle driver’s side of the vehicle and noticed the two children. I noticed they were both covered in blood and Genesis Freeman was placed face down in the lap of Serenity Freeman. I could see the driver’s window was partly down and a pack of New Port cigarettes were on the ground next the rear door. I also noticed a child sock was on the ground on the passenger’s side of the vehicle. A child shoe was also located on the ground prior to the vehicle. I then proceeded back to my vehicle and was advised by Sergeant P. Orellano to escort Tillman Freeman III to Hoke County Sheriff’s Department. Detective J. Figueroa and I then followed a Hoke County Deputy to the Sheriff’s Office to interview Tillman Freeman III.
“Thank you .” I said to the nice cashier boy and then walked out the door.