My First Car-Personal Narrative

It was a dark, dreary winter's evening and I was consumed with insurmountable levels of joy and excitement; I was finally getting my first car. Well actually, allow me to dial that back just a tad, I was filled with excitement and joy about my new car, but it was not really for the same reasons that any old average-joe might be excited for. I was really excited to wash my new car. Being the perfectionist that I am, I immediately set out to make my car look as if it had just rolled fresh off the assembly line some twenty long years after the fact. It all started when I began wandering aimlessly in the automotive section of the local Walmart and I stumbled upon the car care products. As soon as I saw all of these products with uses foreign to me I made a mental list and proceeded to spend the next
I must have not learned my lesson yet as I neglected to remember the inner workings of my car compared to the spotless outside. I had really put myself in a pickle with this one because my car was now stranded in a parking lot with no way of recharging the battery. I had to be rescued by my father who came and retrieved my battery so we could recharge it. The worst was yet to come, as a side effect of a nonfunctional alternator is that the air conditioning and the power windows are off limits. Now, normally this would not have been an issue if the temperature outdoors was not 105 degrees Fahrenheit. This was still not the end of the misfortune I experienced by my own design, when I finally purchased my replacement alternator I got the biggest, most flashy one and undoubtedly the most expensive one. Once we put it in, big surprise, It did not work. There was no reason for it to not work it just did not, we even made sure by having the automotive store test the alternator and it passed their test with flying colors. So just like that, my car had left my grasp because of my