Personal Narrative: My Mom's Car

I wanted a car so I wouldn’t have to rely on my dad for taking me to work, school, and other places. I had money saved up from previous summers, but it wasn’t enough to buy a car. I worked at Safeway during this time as a courtesy clerk. I hated this job because I would have to go outside and push carts during the hot summer and rainy days. I dreaded going to work when I saw how hot it was going to be, but I stuck with it. After some very long months at a job I didn’t like, I had saved up enough money to buy my own car. I was very proud of myself that day.

If I get a car now, then I should be a great driver by the time I have to leave to live on my own. We need to face it, one day I am going to have to “leave the nest” and driving with my own car on my own will only begin to make me a strong driver. I don’t want to have to rely on people all the time. I want to show everyone that

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.

The day my parents drove into the driveway with a Jeep was one of the most exciting days in my life. Although it would be six long months before I actually had a driver's license, the Jeep represented freedom. Still to this day, I am grateful for the privilege to roll down the top and blast my music. But, I’m still a kid with a desire to one day go from zero to sixty in less than three seconds. The Jeep is enjoyable but I hope one day earn enough money to buy a Dodge Hellcat for many reasons.

As a seventeen year old who is currently in between jobs (I’m only babysitting for a family two or three times a month), I do not have to travel very often or very far. It is because of this that I typically only travel to five different locations from my home. On the nights that I am babysitting, I travel 18 miles to the family’s home. I also travel to the local farmer’s market, which is only one mile away, the gym (6.5 miles away), church (18 miles), and to the movies (6 miles). In order to get to these places I drive the family car, which is a 2007 KIA Sportage and it is an efficient means of transportation.

First off, it’s not the size I wanted like I said before. Insurance would be through the roof on this car. The horsepower on this car, I am going to be in high school when I have this car so age is definitely going to be a factor, the price of this car is expensive so I have to have everything insured on it. Back to the price, the price tag of this car is almost seventy-three thousand dollars. I am paying for this car myself, no help from my parents. I am going to work my butt off for this car. Paying for insurance, and the car payment alone is going to be expensive. Not even talking about maintenance or gas but everything is just expensive. That’s why I have to start early and save up for this car. My parents say it’s not possible, even I think that sometimes but I have to at least try. A car is a representation of yourself, I don’t want to shoot low or drive something not worth driving. As they say these days “you only live

I had three expectations when I bought my first car. I needed a car that was well built, low cost, and simple to maintain. I expected the car would have no problems, so it can haul me to my next duty station after Navy basic training. The A/C, stereo, and the engine would all perform flawlessly. The only expense I would have would be fuel. I had saved money for months to purchase this car. At the car lot a jet-black, old-school American

I sat there nervous , thinking this is it I have to do this ,It's now or never . I can feel the sweat coming down my forehead ,my hands also sweaty as I gripped the steering wheel.My shot at getting my drivers license was finally here . I can feel the driving instructor watch my every move . But let's go back a couple of weeks to the one day I decided I was ready to get behind the wheel . My 15th birthday , in my culture when a girl turns 15 they are coming into adult hood and there is a big celebration called Quinceañera. I was not to happy with the celebration all I really wished for was to have my own car . My parents on the other and it being tradition they didn't really ask for my opinion . After all what teenage girl didn't want to have

On December 20th, 2017 Grace, Fari and I were victims of a crash that had effectively totaled Grace’s car.

It seems like my parents think that modifying my car depreciates the value of it. Sometimes it feels like we have a family mediation to always talk me out of it. They think that I want to do it wantonly, but I have my reasons. The thought of not personalizing my car seems like a repugnance to me because of my certain set of goals in life that many people do not understand. My mom really has no place to make erroneous statements about my creation and how modifying it will make its value lower. The way I brought this car back to life consecrated it to my eyes. It has already made me have many adversaries and people who just want to race. People try to gibe me into joining them at night to race, but I really do not want to bother with their

“Were that the cars that rushed into the smoke? Did they got lost while driving? How they caught fire so fast? Did everyone survive?” I thought at that moment. Tried to find the answer but too afraid to ask them.

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.

At the age of 17 all I could think about was having a car. However, I understood that owning a car, I would be required to have a job. This would allow me to pay for insurance, gas and maintenance issues. I also understood buying a car required me to have a driver license. After taking all the necessary steps to purchase my first car. The very first car I bought was a “lemon”.

Buying a car can be one of the happiest times of a young adult's life, but when they find out the cost of a new car it gets scary. As a young adult, he or she may not be able to buy a brand-new car so they will need to buy a used car. I remember buying my first used car very well, it was About three weeks ago. I was very excited to be able to be my first car, but I quickly noticed that the amount of money that I had saved up was not much. I did not have many options when it came to cars. My parents wanted me to get a safe and reliable car but I went against that and bought my dream car a Ford Mustang GT. It was very hard for me to find a good condition Ford Mustang but with the right resources and help, I was able to buy my dream car.

The biggest thing that come along with a car is the car payment. After purchasing a car and all the taxes with it you can be in a lot of debt. To pay for the car you must take out a loan out from your bank for whatever you owe on the car. The bank makes money of the loan by interest. Interest is a percentage a bank charges you to use their money. Depending on your credit score depends on how much interest the bank charges you. When you take out a loan you pay every month towards it until you pay it off. When you first start paying your car loan off all the money goes to the interest because the bank wants there money first and then after a few months or even