Time To Drive

Time to Drive

I have spent less than a year on the earth and I am standing behind the vagabond of a car. I try sitting down, but therefore I basin not see over the commission wheel. I decide the pedals are also out of my clear sitting down or standing up. When it starts to move I feel so exhilarated; then I elucidate just going down the drive way in my dads lap. I just laugh and enjoy the ride, but I can not waiting till I can drive my own car. The ride over I bug out the car to my room, to take a nap, I ponder how the intimacy came to be. I imagine superior beings came and visited the planet long in front myself, who thought of the car as the best thing to incessantly happen to them, to the cavemen. It all stared when one of the beings decided to give us the wheel. Then they gave us another step to completion, fire. Later as the beings observed that we where using the fire and the wheel separately. Desperate nerve-wracking to decipher what they did wrong, it hit them. So they killed all the dinosaurs, and covered them with grunge and rocks; so we could have the fossil fuels we need to make a car go.



I fall asleep shortly later reaching this conclusion.

Im awake, and for some reason I feel a lot older. I look in my wallet and bring a license and what I think is a yield of my car. Knock, Knock, some one is at the door, I leave the door and behind the person I see the equivalent car that I had seen in my wallet. He asks me ready to go race, not quite sure what he means, I...

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