Personal Narrative: The Correct Sound Of The Windsor Vehicles

“VROOM” I jumped out of my thinking chair and ran to the window. The intense creech sound of the mailman’s car stopped

into the dirt path and crashed into the ford, making the bumper curl up and shattering the window

thank goodness and then it all went back to normal. Bang I caught the truck before it hit the Tran and then he started to run as I was chasing him he stopped and pulled out a gun then I stopped wo you better

Initially; when I became aware of my surroundings, the driver of the other car was at my side asking if we were okay. My friend was screaming, her face was covered in blood. The rearview mirror was missing, windshield and driver side window shattered and

I opened the car door and stepped out. "Are you okay?" My Driver 's Education teacher asked.

The first of the excitement started right away. Instead of reverse, I put the car in drive… I rammed right into the lawn mower! Addi and I laughed hysterically while I nervously checked the front bumper and the lawn mower. There was no damage, thank God. I ignored this first red flag that clearly should have told me that this was a terrible idea. I put the car in reverse and pulled out of the driveway (much faster than my mother would have preferred, I’m sure). I took a right onto Bahnson Avenue and headed down the

Headlights flashed and lauren heard a car door slam. “Help me!” Cried Lauren thinking someone had come to her rescue. But instead she heard a deep husky voice call out “Just grab her and put her in the truck Jerry, you’re wasting time.”

“The doors stucked dummy!”Roy shouted behind us. I climbed around to the other side of the car, and yanked on the car door.

perfect and I was slowing down to yield in the traffic and getting ready to make a turn and she just rammed in the back of me

Knowing that falling off the thing would hurt, I scooted up my driveway on my Ripstik using the van as support. I thought to myself, “I sure hope I don't die!” And with that, I scooted down my driveway a bit. That was it I did it! I let go of the van.

We were cruising down the small thirty-five mph zone. Suddenly, a tan mid-2000’s Buick started crossing the turning lane coming right at me. Suddenly time started to slow down. It almost seemed like time stopped. I watched the vehicle come at me. I slammed on my breaks and laid on my horn in hopes he would stop. He didn’t. He just kept on coming. He slammed right into the front of my 2006 Chevrolet Malibu. The same car that my husband had hit and we had to buy. It was beyond me. All my airbags

I tried to avoid Hassan’s punches to my arms, but I couldn’t escape since I was strapped in the car. I stopped my laughter, which became a light giggle, and continued to the top of the parking structure. We saw the lined up Chrysler vehicles: Jeeps, Caravans, Pacificas, and a couple Chargers.

I sat there thinking about what just happened, trying to process all the things that occurred in that short period of time in my dazed state. I remember driving on the rough terrain as I heard the gravel clinking against the rims of the ATV. Me being a jovial 7-year-old I had a need for speed and you bet I was trying to drive as fast as this machine could muster. I dangerously swerved around potholes and heard my tires drifting. Bringing my young mind a thought of pride and maturity of being able to drive a vehicle for maturer kids. Reaching my favorite spot, the largest puddle on the road. Feeling so much enthusiasm going through it and to feel the cool wet water splash my legs felt marvelous on the hot summer day. As I approached the puddle I was way further to the right of the road than I realised, and knew this would end badly.

I reached for her legs tenaciously and during that time when I was pulling her back, the whole golf cart flipped on its side.

"I am pretty sure that sound was from a vehicle crash Leo this might be our lucky day." she replied excitedly