I’m the child of a car enthusiast’s dad, therefore we can talk for hours about cars. Bringing advantages, for example, there is never a dull moment in our conversations. Another advantage was my first car to own a 2003 Ford Mustang Mach 1, manual transmission. Man, dad and I basically build the car to what it is now. Adding performance suspension, cold air intake, performance catalyst, and ARK exhaust, and so much more. In the end, the time, money, and hard work didn’t paid off. At the time Mustangs were my dream car. Fast, strong, good appearance. My mustang Mach 1 was yellow, I wasn’t fun of the color, so to do something about it we added carbon fiber hood, spoiler, and trunk, Lightweight basically. Being a freshman in high school with a rare Mach 1 was almost like being …show more content…
Every student knew me, from nerdy freshmen chicks in school to the popular seniors, I was a legend. Racing nearly every car in school I was undefeated. Although, I knew I shouldn’t be racing I would still do it. The adrenaline racing through your veins, switching gears, feeling the cars torque, the victory. Made the risk all worth it. During the winter season of freshmen year I was involve in a terrifying car accident. At the time I was hanging out with friends that didn’t suit me. Having illegal car races, blocking the roads, and just thinking about winning. Any and every race was held at Griffin Street a single road next to highway i30. Never was there a problem with the authority seeing that there was none there. We all knew better that day. The weather was haunting, dark cloudy skies, shivering cold, and to make things worse the roads were wet. Mustangs are rear wheel drive, having