What a piece of junk! As I stand outside of my house on a cold February.
morning, I stare at my truck, a1992 Ford Explorer which looks like a big teal box .
with not a hint of a curve or a rounded surface except for the wheels. The antenna juts .
out of the hood like a sword, the sagging front bumper, and the numerous scratches, .
scrapes, and dents. Obviously this truck has seen better days. As I stare at my truck, my eyes fill with anger as I watch the oil drip, slowly like molasses. It oozes out from underneath the truck like blood. At this point, I don't care if I"m late for school, as long as I get there in one piece. I jump into the truck, sit down on the torn, stiff cloth seat and look at the dull interior that is abound with a sea of black and beige plastics and the oddly proportioned dash shaped like a slanted, upside down L and a steering wheel shaped like a boomerang.
As I put the key into the ignition and turn it, slowly the truck roughly growls to life . . . then it dies. One more time, as I turn the key, the engine cranks and breathes back to life. As I drive down the road, I start to see smoke billowing from underneath the hood (This is a regular occurrence). I roll my eyes, find the nearest gas station and buy a bottle of oil for the second time this week. Finally, I get back onto the road and, in the distance, I can see my school perched between the hills. As I travel down the road the truck bounces up and down and from side to side, as if it were a deranged amusement park ride. As I finally enter my school and parked the box, I get out of the death trap from which smoke is still billowing from underneath the hood and run to class.
A week after this day I finally got rid of the unreliable piece of junk and got a nimble reliable fun to drive car that I am happy with. as I drive down the road and if I see the same truck, my eyes are filled with fire and I spontaneously start to curse.
My First Car It was the summer of my sophomore year in high school. ... I only had one thing on my mind, a car. My father and I had discusses getting a car and the responsibilities of owning one. ... We went to every car dealership in middle Tennessee for every weekend for about three weeks. ... The inside was clean and still had the new car smell even though it was used. ...
My first car wreck According to the Federal Road Safety Corps (FRSC) of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, 710 persons were killed in various road accidents in Lagos between January and November last year. ... I had never been involved in a car wreck before. ... To our shock, there was a man at the back of the car. ... My father told me to calm down and get back in the car and then a couple of people gathered around and they started trying to revive the man. ... It was on his way back that he hit out car. ...
This doesn't seem to be a big deal at first but when Islands such as Tuvalu in the south pacific begin to disappear due to the melting glaciers causing the sea level to rise you can begin to see why something needs to be done. ... First current environmental action is the recently signed bill in California that has maid California the leader in regulating greenhouse gases. ... They also certified Honda's FCX with the EPA, which is the first and only fuel cell car in history to be approved for the roads and meet the zero emissions standard of the CARB (Rod Driess 2003). ... Converti...
Your car slows to a halt 100 miles from the nearest town. ... Many argue that it is only reasonable to mandate cars that are cleaner and save fuel. ... It is my contention to show the importance of our current cars and the effects that losing them could have. ... The first reason just needs a big, big bomb and that would be taken care of. ... The industry will build them because they"re simply better cars. ...
Car sales is one of the hardest jobs I've ever done. ... Ever since I started my sales career at the dealership, I haven't worked a forty-hour week. My average week is somewhere between 50 and 60 hours. ... You're the first guys there and the last guys to leave. ... You can add car salesman to that list. ...
My First Speeding Ticket "Only two things are infinite, the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the former... To my surprise, I noticed an old, rotten car parked on the shoulder of the road and a person wearing a hat getting out of it. As I drew nearer, I noticed that it was a police officer directing me to stop the car and park on the shoulder of the road. ... Nevertheless, I saw the officer stand near my door and so I rolled down my window. He first asked me for my license and registration of the car. ...
My car is my own personal space. Once I got my license and was given a car, a whole new channel was opened to me. ... When I first got my Honda Accord, the only thing that ran through my mind was all the possibilities and the potential this car had to be my second home, my safe haven. ... The next thing I wish to do to my car is make it my fantasy car. ... I want people to see my car and be in awe and know that I take car of it and I put a lot of time and energy into making my car unique because it is unique to me. ...
It was a newly built neighborhood, when I first moved there. Since the day I moved there, cars have been speeding like crazy in my neighborhood. ... The first one happened at the "T" intersection where I lived in front of. ... The current one happened when some drunk driver that was going really fast and hit a parked car, causing the parked car to rammed into a wooden fence and end in one of my neighbors backyard. ... Maybe because my street is straight and long, so they can test their car with a new part they just installed. ...
MY NEW CAR BY ERIN MCCRAE I had waited my whole entire life to have my own car. At last, I had saved up enough money to go car shopping on my own. ... As I walked around to the rear of the car, the tail lights caught my eye. ... I put the car in first drive, and released the emergency break. ... I signed by the "x", took my pink copy and jumped back into the car. ...
