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Personal Narrative: An Alluring Car
The ride through downtown was like no other in this alluring car, having the window opened, feeling the breeze of the air on this hot sunny day, catching every eye I passed. I felt like I was showing off. As I smoothly pull up on a red light intersection, a man in a gray 2002 subaru WRX pulls up next to me. He takes a quick glance at my ride then slowly stares into my eyes with concentration as if he were trying to challenge me.

This man’s was very recognizable, I knew I’ve seen him before; he had bright blonde hair and light blue eyes. He gave me a look of rivalry and envy. His car was fixed like a racer’s with the special wheels and custom parts which energized me to go for the ride, I knew it would be a constant race with the car comparison, so it was all up to the superior driver.
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I'm not just going to throw this challenge away like nothing because this was my prospect as a driver.

I started thinking of how hard I've been working for my car and how it's always been my dream to drive my very own, and this man wants to challenge me to a race, I think of the consequences of how I could get in trouble maybe hurt or even lose my car! I look at the man as he kept a serious face staring at me once again, I grip my steering wheel and breath to let the energy flow and concentrate. The man starts rubbing his engine once again as so do I, keeping a straight face and staring at the light; the light turns


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