Car Essay #4
April 27, 2011
It couldn’t have been a more of an everntful day. My father was working at Friendly Honda on Route 44 at the time, therefore he recived a low price on the "hoopty". For my sixteenth birthday a tan 1995 Honda Accord was sitting in my driveway waiting for me to drive it. Though it was slightly rusted over the right rear tire, I was grateful to even have a car to call my own at the age of Sixteen. I was even more grateful when I found out that this was only the car I was driving to pick up my even newer car. I was crusing on Route 44 on my way to Friendly Honda and pulled into the Parts and Services lot. I could see my new car parked right in front of the door next to my fathers desk. It looked just like he said, " It's a 1997, red, fairly old, in great condition Honda Accord. An older chinese couple had it for years and decided to trade it in, perfect for you sweetie". He could have said the engine was busted up and the windows didnt go down, but regardless I wouldn't have noticed. All I could think about was crusing down Route 9 with my girls, wind in our hair, and music so loud the car would shake. My father insisted on taking it for a test drive with me so I became farmiliar with it’s motion. After our joyride, he stopped at the Gulf across the street, filled up my tank, and asked what my plans were. " Most likely picking Kristen up and then going to the mall, thats it". Kristen Ravetti was my best friend at the time, and in my defense, that was my original plan.
Once the keys were in my hand I headed off to Kristens, crusing down Route 9, wind in my hair, music blasting so loud the car would shake, all i was missing was my girls. However, it wouldn’t be long untill I pulled into Kristens driveway and honked the horn.I was so loud arivving that everyone in the house ran outside. I shouted out to her to “hop in and we were going to the mall.” She said she promised she would go grocery shopping...