Crossroad Experience
Crossroad experience
Driving a vehicle is a
responsibility and there are people who are not yet ready for that. My parents
always told me to drive with care, and more if I traveled with people since
their lives were my responsibility. But who listens to their parents? I loved
to accelerate my car to the limit as if I was running away from something. I
loved to feel the adrenaline like any enthusiast who loved cars. It was the
typical young man with a sports car with aspirations to turn it into a real
machine. I had an Acura RSX with fantastic rims and spoiler. It looked amazing,
super sports and even believed that I was the coolest student in the school. I
loved turning it on for just hearing it, and staying for hours looking at it
and thinking about what else would make it look better. Leather seats, sunroof,
touchscreen and much more, in short was the car of my dreams but come true.
When I saw the opportunity, I let my car show its potential by accelerating it
to the maximum. That feeling of tickling and coldness in the body was unique, I
felt like I was in Fast and Furious. Although my parents warned me, I did not
pay attention to them, I just enjoyed my car that I loved so much, even more
than my girlfriend, at least she never knew.
One day I almost lost control
while driving, I was scared a little, well I was too scared, but I did not care
much, it was just a slip and it would not happen again. Always thinking that I
know everything. Then one day it was raining in the morning and I had to leave
so I lit my precious car and left. It stopped raining and when I reached the
highway I noticed that the sun was already rising from the clouds. A very slow
car did not accelerate and it was bothering me, so when I found the chance it
accelerated mine and I was excited. Halfway I was going at a high speed,
although not to the usual one, but it was a bit high for the wet road. All I remember is that I
passed over a small puddle of water, which apparently had oil, and from then on
I just turned and turned and turned and turned about ten times, maybe less, and
ended up on the grass next to the highway. After I was more calm I could see
that my car had broken all the front because the edge of the highway is like a
hill and the car was very low. I literally loose my car because I wasn’t able
to fix it and because my mom doesn’t want me to use it anymore, but that day I
learned something more than listen to your parents or drive carefully, be more
mature and careful, because I always think about it, if because of my
irresponsibility I would have involved more people and who knows if something
bad had happened to them. Never forgive me, but at least it was just a stupid
decision, it don’t get worse and I learned the lesson.
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Pittmann, cynthia. Class
assignment Personal narrative about
crossroads experience. UPRRP 2
January 2018
It's good to hear that you learned your lesson before you had a worse accident.
ResponderBorrarGlad you were okay. Having an accident is one of the worst things that could happen to someone.
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