Emile Laurays Adventure: A Fictional Narrative

Emile laurays adventure
Beep, beep, beep the repetitive sound of Emile Laurays alarm clock made him sit up abruptly, as if he seen a ghost. Dreading his long trip to Libya, he rolled out of bed and got ready to go. He walked outside and gave his old Citroen 2cv the once over. He knew his car was solid, but he could not shake that bad feeling in the back of his mind that something was going to go wrong. Ignoring the feeling, he jumped into his car and took off down the street. After 30 minutes, Emile finally hit the soft sand of the vast Sahara Desert. After driving about an hour, Emile is stopped by a military fortification and forced to turn around. Instead he drove further out, and went around the fortification. Trying to get back on the road, Emile went too far out into rough, rocky, hard terrain at high speeds. The road wasn’t in sight, it was a nightmare! All of a sudden there was a big thud and everything went black.

Emile woke up suddenly hoping the bad experience was a dream,
He hopped down from his cab and walked over to the scrap. He picked up his hacksaw and started cutting the car's frame down the middle until it was 1 ½ ft wide, after that he grabbed two swing arms from the car and threaded a bolt through the front and the back. Next, he attached the wheels to the swing arms, then he placed the motor in the center of the frame, after that he took a file and started hammering the end as if it was a chisel and put a hole in the frame and bolted the engine down tightly. Then, he checked out the shredded transmission, and concluded that he could only drive in reverse. To make up for that he made the drivetrain turned around backwards. Then he took his hammer, bent a steel rod to reach over the motor and to the front wheel, where it rotated on a bulkhead and his crazy motorcycle was complete. The sun was setting once again, he would head home