At the time, my friends (that will remain anonymous) that loves cars went to the parking lot where I was parked outside to see them. Since they knew how to drive, they took a seperate car. They came out of their cars and then started to exclaiming if the car they saw next to me was mine when it was. When they realized that it was my car, they asking to see what was under the hood, so I putted a lever to open up the hood. They examined the engine and other parts of the car. After finishing they asked if we ever speeded in our car but of course the answer was no because of how long I had owned the car. After explaining my answer, my friends suggested that we should try to speeding with them. At first, I turned down that suggestion saying it was dangerous and I had never drove fast in a rural or city area (I had drove 75 mph in the interstate highway through regulated speed signs). But after apprehending that I’m a “good” driver, I took on their proposal and got in my car and proceed to start up my car. As I opened the car’s door to sit in my seat, I inserted my keys into the ignition slot and then turned the keys and the engine rumbles. In my rear sight, I see my friends signaled for me to follow so I began to reverse and then shift into drive mode to follow them. I signaled out to Century Blvd where I then made it out to TV HWY. With my car, right behind my friend’s car,
At the time, my friends (that will remain anonymous) that loves cars went to the parking lot where I was parked outside to see them. Since they knew how to drive, they took a seperate car. They came out of their cars and then started to exclaiming if the car they saw next to me was mine when it was. When they realized that it was my car, they asking to see what was under the hood, so I putted a lever to open up the hood. They examined the engine and other parts of the car. After finishing they asked if we ever speeded in our car but of course the answer was no because of how long I had owned the car. After explaining my answer, my friends suggested that we should try to speeding with them. At first, I turned down that suggestion saying it was dangerous and I had never drove fast in a rural or city area (I had drove 75 mph in the interstate highway through regulated speed signs). But after apprehending that I’m a “good” driver, I took on their proposal and got in my car and proceed to start up my car. As I opened the car’s door to sit in my seat, I inserted my keys into the ignition slot and then turned the keys and the engine rumbles. In my rear sight, I see my friends signaled for me to follow so I began to reverse and then shift into drive mode to follow them. I signaled out to Century Blvd where I then made it out to TV HWY. With my car, right behind my friend’s car,