Max Bultena Mrs. Thill Black 3 November 23rd, 2016 My First Figure 8 Race It was a hot fall night at the Turner County Fair. I smell all the food that I have been eating and all the animals that I have been petting since I was two. I can hear the familiar sounds of children screaming from the carnival rides and I feel at home at the turner county fair because I have been going since I was two for one main reason, to support my dad racing in the Figure 8. My dad has been racing in the figure 8 since I was little. I have always loved sitting in the stands watching my dad race and wishing I could be in one of those cars with my grandparents. I lined up with all the other cars in my heat. I was in the first heat, which was the first race of the night. My car, a 1989 Buick Regal, was
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My car had smoke coming out of it for the last half of the race. My dad came running over to check on me and my car. I climbed out of my window and threw off my coat because I was so hot. My dad and his friends were pulling all the dents out of my car and I was talking to my mom and my brother about the race. They said that they think I got second place. That would mean I would move onto the A feature, the best feature. They were unsure so I would just have to wait till they posted the results. I waited by the poster where they posted the results for what seemed like an eternity. Finally a nice lady came over and started writing and there my name was I did get Second. I went back over to my family to tell the good news. I told them, but then my dad told me some very bad news. My car was shot, the radiator was leaking a lot and that means that it wouldn’t hold anything to cool my car down. It cracked down the side so we could do anything to fix it. I now had a very important decision to make. I could both not race and fix my car for next year or I could race and risk my engine locking up, ruining the
My car had smoke coming out of it for the last half of the race. My dad came running over to check on me and my car. I climbed out of my window and threw off my coat because I was so hot. My dad and his friends were pulling all the dents out of my car and I was talking to my mom and my brother about the race. They said that they think I got second place. That would mean I would move onto the A feature, the best feature. They were unsure so I would just have to wait till they posted the results. I waited by the poster where they posted the results for what seemed like an eternity. Finally a nice lady came over and started writing and there my name was I did get Second. I went back over to my family to tell the good news. I told them, but then my dad told me some very bad news. My car was shot, the radiator was leaking a lot and that means that it wouldn’t hold anything to cool my car down. It cracked down the side so we could do anything to fix it. I now had a very important decision to make. I could both not race and fix my car for next year or I could race and risk my engine locking up, ruining the