Personal Statement: Pursuing A Car As A Career

Imagine getting handed over the keys to your very first car. I felt so much excitement inside of me. All I could think of being a race car driver. When I felt those keys in my hand for the first time, I could see myself cruising down the country roads to school. I also thought about being in the streets and racing my friends. Then I felt my mother snatch the keys from my hand and saying “I know you are not thinking about racing.” My mom would always tell me not to speed before I left the house. I heeded the warnings she gave. Feeling like I knew what I was doing, I had a sense of invincibility and knew the cops would never catch me. I ended up seeing the day that I thought would never come.

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

The most outstanding moment of my life so far is when i got my first car.It was a cool March morning in Pensacola Florida.I had my drivers test at eight thirty in the morning at the DMV on W street.As i got to the DMV ,we checked in for my appointment we had made.Soon the instructor came out and told me it was my turn.As nervous but as ready as i could be,i followed him out to my car.After he checked to make sure all safety requirement were checked,i began my test.All i could remember was what my parents had told me.¨If you pass your drivers test you will get a car.¨.When i finished my test,i had only missed 9 points.So i went back into the DMV and took my picture for my license.On my way back home my mom said ¨we have something for you.¨.As

I would say I am not very different then most of the students that sit before you everyday. I have hobbies I enjoy and favorite places to eat, but unlike them I have some traits that make me standout from the rest. Allow me to elaborate, I was born in Sebastian, Florida where I was exposed to a lot of different cultures and people. Going through elementary school I got to learn quite a bit about the wildlife in our area, and that is where I gained my love for animals. However, as I grew up I began to take interest in many different subjects like video games or soccer. These activities made me the person I am today, but also take up a majority of my free time. During high school I was a straight “A” student who joined several clubs and committed to several volunteer opportunities. I graduated top ten percent of my class, and applied at several colleges, but laid eyes on F.I.T the most due to my major of Computer Science. In all this short summary of my life may help you better understand the reason behind why I chose the following proposal.

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.

My father was a mechanical engineer who loved what he did. He would come home with hard drives in his hand and tinker with them as he tried to find ways to make them more efficient. He would show me the miniscule parts that he designed and how they worked. These experiences were not lost on me, as they led me to grow an interest in the sciences and in engineering. Although the interest was there, the motivation was usually absent. His passing lit a fire in me. Rather than giving up, I used his love, and my interest, to pursue my own career in engineering. My renewed love for the sciences and math gave me a new purpose. I focused more on school, especially in Chemistry, Physics, and Math, and worked harder to improve my grades. My goal of acquiring a chemical engineering degree allowed me to shift my focus from my father to my future. Looking back, I realize now that had it not been for my love of engineering, I never would have been able to overcome the obstacle of my father’s death, and I never would have found my true

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.

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”.

As a matter of fact this assignment is more real than fantasy. I am currently at a crossroads in my life and my pursuit of higher education. When I made the discussion to return to school after being a stay at home mom, I choose the automotive program. The only experience I had that was remotely close to auto technology was a pick-up truck I financed that kept breaking down. This truck was my worst dream come true but it was from that experience that I suddenly became very interested in wanting to know how cars worked so I checked out a couple of books on the subject and then turned to my friend and said “I’m going to school for automotive technology”

I chose the Automotive Service Technology course because I enjoy working with my hands and being able to do something that most people can’t do. I like having the guarantee that when I have a problem I will be able to figure out how to solve that problem in the most effective way possible. I also love to help my papa, Curt, while he’s working on whatever his project for the summer is, sometimes we are fixing up some part of the house and other times we fix up all of the bikes we have. I also enjoy working with my hands and being able to do something that most people can’t do.I want to learn the basics of cars and how to fix family's and friend’s cars including my own so when we have car problems I can figure out what the problem is and how to possibly fix it. After high school, I planned on going to college to pursue a music career I know that it’s very

college is watching my parents struggle to give us a better life from what they did not have when they

Three honks. Ready, set, go. The moment every car enthusiast dreams of at night. Chances are you might not even know what a car enthusiast is. Some say it's your average car guy that likes to stare at cars and talk about cars all day long, but there's much more too it. See, you can't be the average person to be a car enthusiast. The average person may see an old car at a junkyard and just think well, it's just another piece of junk. Too a car enthusiast he sees a piece of art. He or she witnesses something they can build and make into something truly special.

It was a cold December night shortly after dusk, a likely setting for an event that would prove to be life altering. As fate would have it, this would be the night that I lost the material possession that truly meant the most to me. I would lose the one thing that gave me much pride and joy and excitement. I often think back and liken us to a newlywed couple, for we had only been together for 18 months and were still very much honeymooning. It was a night, a moment, that even now scoffs and mocks me as I travel thither and yonder with her replacement. But she can never be truly replaced and to call my current fix a replacement seems like a sort of blasphemy.

Since I was a child, I have always dreamed I could have a car which belongs to me. I still remembered when I was four years old, my parents gave me a remote control car as my birthday gift. After that day I started to fall in love with cars.