Narrative Essay On Car Enthusiast

As soon as we hit 100 mph the cop sires ambushed us, as if they were calculating their bust. “I don’t really feel like racing tonight” kept replaying as the cop’s sirens became less noticeable. Then, scenarios played with my mind. “What if I make a run for it? And hide in an alley, or something. I’m probably going to be arrested, pay bail, lose my license, take defensive driving, be on my record, and get grounded”. Although, what I was most worried about was being grounded because my parents rarely ground me, but when they do, they’re extremist. I Peer pressured, because I had a sudden burst of adrenaline.
“Enthusiast” loves a specific subject. “Car enthusiast” is one that is always talking about cars, racing cars, seeing cars, and dreaming about cars. Although, being a car enthusiast can lead to problems, especially when you and your best friend get new “whips.” Most people refer to their cars as whip. With the money I received from the insurance from
Although, I thought I was in the lead, but the cars were evenly matched. Up until 5 gear were my car dusted the Mitsubishi hitting 100 mph. As my beautiful whip approached the smooth curve I noticed some patrolling crown victoria’s, at that moment I knew I had two options, but only one was reasonable. Therefore, I had to pull over, the officer looked straight at me and with a straight voice said “license and registration” I gave them both. After a couple of minutes waiting, another cop pulled up to the scene. Soon after I was in handcuffs, but I guess the cop had a change of mind and made me call my parents to come and pick me up. Boy, my mom was frustrated she gave me a lecture with the cop still there, and didn’t speak a word on the ride home. Yes, I was grounded as well as Carlo, but every one left as soon as they saw the cops. So it was just