Sprint car racing

Day 60: W-why am I here? I’m not crazy… Besides, it’s not my fault, he still terrorizes me! --- Day 1: I absolutely, positively, love my life. In fact, I love my family, I love my old dingy apartment, and I love my friends. I even love that old crooked tree outside my apartment. My life is perfect in every way you could imagine. Nothing would change that... Day 2: After a long, exhausting day at work, I did my nightly routine: ate some leftovers from the night before, which had that under

was going to have to wait. “Cody.” He gagged as he spoke. “Mhmm.” Aiden bolted towards his brother and grabbed him by the shoulders. “Cody! I need you to listen!” He whispered violently. “Go upstairs to the bathroom and lock the door.” His mind was racing and he wasn’t even sure he was giving the right instructions. “Get in the bathtub, close the curtains, and be as quiet as possible.” Cody’s expression was a cocktail of confusion and fear, and he abviously didn’t know what was going on. But it didn’t

The passion I have for baseball would not exist if I didn’t have Tom and Melissa as my little league coaches. They coached me for only one year of my life, and that one year changed everything about me. I wouldn’t be the same at baseball and I wouldn’t be the same kid if it wasn’t for Melissa and Tom. They had certainly changed my life forever. However, they coached me during my first year of little league. I was really bad ball player. In fact, I was lucky enough to be on a team. Every kid who

dads name is Daniel Kooima, but most people call him Dan for short. He works at Lems Auto Recyclers, in Doon, Iowa, as the bookkeeper. He loves working out in our garage on wood projects, fixing his Camaro and keeping up with NASCAR and local sprint car racing. One hectic day in June dad started having severe cramps in his calf on his left leg. He let it go on for a few days, but then on Saturday the seventh of August he was getting sick of having cramps

except for me. On this particular August morning, I was struggling to get up for my team’s daily soccer practice. Once dressed I was actually feeling pretty excited about the day. The twenty-minute car ride flew by and Mom dropped Anna and I off at the soccer field. I stepped out of the car and the smoldering heat hit me like a freight train and I had to remind myself that practicing is for the best. I began putting on my socks and shin guards when several of my friends started showing

If there’s one thing I know right now, it’s that I’m not nervous. Then again, I never really get nervous. I’m always thinking about way too much at once. Tests don’t get me nervous, roller coasters don’t, not even that at this very moment my younger brother and I are on our way to a kidnapper’s house by free will. Sounds pretty crazy, right? Well, you should also know that I have superpowers. Everything comes back to that moment of time when day turned to night at 1:25 pm. You know, the solar eclipse

silver Mustang convertible swung into our driveway, and Jackie was leaning on the horn before the car came to a full stop. Grabbing my coat from the coach, I walked out my front door with all the enthusiasm of a man going to stand before a firing squad. Jackie was wearing a white AE shirt, a pair of ripped jeans and Vans. Her hair was straightened and she was wearing her glasses. “Get in this car right this moment!” She fumed, “I can’t believe you forgot we had a date tonight!” Jackie had a playful

greatest race in history to the dirtiest race in history over a time period of 24 hours. Ben Johnson Bronze medalist at the 1984 Los Angeles Olympic Games, Gold Medal at the Rome World championships in 1987 and a former record holder for the 100m sprints and now a permanent dent in the history of Canadian and Olympic history after he tested positive for the anabolic steroid Stanozol, at the 1988 Seoul Olympic games. The event everyone had been waiting for at the Seoul Olympics was that of the 100

WOW this guy is an idiot, he’s so easy to manipulate. “Alright here’s what really happened on Flight 1723. I was just pulling up to the airport in my car, a 1998 tan Toyota Camry. It was a brisk morning and the sun had just risen, dew was still fresh on all the cars in the parking lot. This was just another routine business trip for me. I have to fly out to the middle of nowhere in Pennsylvania and to do a stupid meeting and then fly all the way back. This

cheered. “No problem, baby.” the mother said, “Daddy worked really hard to get that for you. Make sure you behave and listen, okay?” “Yes, mom,” he turns to his father and gives him a hug “thanks again, dad!” After grabbing his new action figure and racing back to his room, the boy tears apart the cardboard prison. Hi. What’s your name? “My name is Ty” he starts, “I never knew that toys could talk! Especially not this kind!” I’m a very special friend. And you’re special for finding me. “What do you