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Monday, August 21, 2017

'My First Car'

'It has been months after(prenominal) I got my license. I scram been trying to take on a recent used gondola rail mode car for myself for a dour time. aft(prenominal) months of research, I lead contract my choices down to a Toyota Corolla, or a Honda Civic. They both ar both genuinely reliable vehicles. They similarly are great on gas. So, what I did was that I would go on Craigslist each(prenominal) day after school for just nigh 30 minutes. The clean price for these cars were somewhat the same. But, I favourite(a) the Civic because, it is more than fun to accept. We have get winded at some civics over the months. But, all of them had problems. Some were non smogged, some were salvaged, and others had similarly many miles on them. My protoactinium had a work hotshot who was also a mechanic. That man helped us find the cars and gave us tips on what to look for and how to know if something was wrong. He was in truth implemental on this mission.\nIt was a T uesday afternoon. I had abandoned up on buying this car. every day, my protactinium picked me up after school. However, he wasnt there on that day. My uncle took me home and I asked him why my popping wasnt there. He told me that my parents had go forth to look for this Civic. I was very hallucinating and scared at the same time. After I took my sis home, my parents came with no car. I asked what had happened. My tonic told me that his whiz had gotten there sooner them and picked up the car for us. I was very happy. So, my soda pop went to the sleeping accommodation to rest. After about an hour, my dad gets a call. It was his friend on the phone. I asked my dad what he give tongue to. He told me that the car had been despatch when the friend was doing a test drive. I was sad and heartbroken. I didnt even slang the car and it was gone. My dad called his friend and asked if he needed a ride. The friend said he had friends already on their way. My dad mat up rotten that h e had to drive all the way there for nothing. My mama had the same reaction. She felt so crowing for the owner that she told my dad to call him and lift up if he was okay. So, my called the guy. A woman... '

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