Back in high school, having a car was the main priority. It was as if you had a car you were the cool one. Well that what I thought at least. Freshman year all that my mind was set on was before the school year end I am going get a car I am going to get a car. I saved up as little as I could, never had my goal a main goal so I would spend the money on non sense. When I was finally able to work I was able to get my permit. did play it out smart so there was never any money in saving for a car. Work was a struggle, having to ask people for rides like friends or family would irritate me because I didn't have my own vehicle to transport me to where I needed to be. All of sophomore year was a struggle, but little by little money was entering saving. Jr. year came by and still no car I was most disappointed in my self that for these last three years I had no car. Watching people drive and not having to walk in the hot sun would kill me. Mother would tell me patients soon you will have one and not have to worry about walking or being late any where anymore. As much as I hated hearing the word patients I knew she was right. The end of Jr. year comes rolling by and its getting close to my birthday. I would always ask her to buy her car off of her, it was a red Grand Am Gt.
-Al thought This isn't exactly would my car looked liked. It was very quite similar. Maxed out at 150/mph. It was a cherry red. Same wheels as in the picture. The hood was flat not the same as in the photo. But OMGG!!! how i
She would always tell me no that she needed it or that she wanted me to buy a newer car something more reliable. We could never find anything in my budget so eventually she said fine you can have the red car, but instead of buying the car from her? She gave it to me for free! How awesome is that. She was just like "here you go son, I know how hard you've been working for a car, and I think that you deserve this one." I was free I had a car!!! The first thing I did was take it to my friends house and just rubbed it in there face. As much as I hated that, they had cars already so they wouldn't feel as bad as I did. The car eventually ended up having a lot of problems wasn't able to afford it, so had to get rid of it. As hard it was it happened, killed me inside but I know the new owner would be able to provided the need that the car needed.
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