Personal Narrative
The roaring off the engines became louder and louder, the fresh smell of tar wafted by my nose, Just as I was about to start the next lap, I see the orange cones right in front of me. I suddenly panic and just then I, well let me start from the beginning.
It was a nice, hot, humid day in Myrtle Beach. The whole baseball team decided to change things up and do a big tournament and what better place to go then South Carolina. It was our day off and we decided to go down to the go-cart place around the street from the hotel. The tournament did give us free admission passes anyway.
I’ll admit I was what you’d call a “reckless driver”. For the first two arenas I either hit a car generally of run over the cones that
The roaring off the engines became louder and louder, the fresh smell of tar wafted by my nose, Just as I was about to start the next lap, I see the orange cones right in front of me. I suddenly panic and just then I, well let me start from the beginning.
It was a nice, hot, humid day in Myrtle Beach. The whole baseball team decided to change things up and do a big tournament and what better place to go then South Carolina. It was our day off and we decided to go down to the go-cart place around the street from the hotel. The tournament did give us free admission passes anyway.
I’ll admit I was what you’d call a “reckless driver”. For the first two arenas I either hit a car generally of run over the cones that