The Trucks

Crumple zones are structural features mainly used in automobiles such as cars and trucks. They are designed to absorb the energy from the impact during a traffic collision by controlled deformation. Normally located at the front part of the vehicle, in order to absorb the impact of a head-on collision, though they may be found on other parts of vehicles as well. Crumple zones, are secondary safety features, this is due to the fact that secondary safety features only come into play once you have…

try to get control of the car to avoid hitting another car or someone. I was finally released out of my last class in Alhambra High School. My mom Veronica was already waiting for me across the school near some apartments. Approaching to her gray truck I didn’t expect it anything to happen. It was just like another school day. As usual, we would have to make…

1968 I had watched my grandpa fix up his 1950 Dodge truck every chance I got for four wonderful years. The day he trailered that truck home from St. Louis was the same day that my interest in classic cars sparked. That day I knew I wanted to fix up a classic car of my own. My grandpa must have seen the spark in my eyes that day because he searched Craigslist endlessly for who knows how many months trying to find me a car. It was a cold fall day in the middle of November. There was a slight…

After seeing the truck I thought that he was driving reckless but I saw car after car in the ditches and I could tell my dad was nervous he was sweating a lot. We then saw that a car behind us had the high beam lights on and we also saw it coming real quick and it was a…

My book is The Darkest Path by Jeff Hirsch. It is a book with lots of action and adventure. The genre is futuristic fiction and is about two armies fed forces and path forces going to war to control America. The main protagonist is a 13 year old named Cal. He and his brother get captured by path forces when he was eight. The path is a religion that gives people "The Choice" which is a way of recruiting. You join or die. Cal tries to escape the path and go back to his home in New York, but he is…

finally get to Tristan's house and his brothers are not home when they should be. Dominic said "hey shouldn’t we get Tristan's brothers from school." Me and Tristan "nah." so we just got in his truck (really its his dads truck but he drives it up and down his dirt road for the bus). We hop in the truck Tristan driving, cause he is the oldest and we drive to my house because I have guns and defenses. As were driving we see waves of people, young, old and babies in the street being pushed. we…

do the things you want. Being a mechanic is helpful and it saves money. Your work schedule. Most diesel technicians work full time. Overtime is common as many repairs shops extend their service hours during evenings and weekends. In addition some truck and bus repair shops provide 24 hour maintenance and repair services. The pay is in a median annual wage for diesel mechanic…

An Emergency That Brought Out the Best in Me A Gold 2002 Toyota Corolla; that was my first car. I absolutely loved that car; it was the best first car I ever had. It was considered to be in excellent condition for a used car. It had a nice clean interior and there were no dents, dings, or scratches on the exterior. It had great gas millage and the engine was clean and quiet. The car had tinted power windows that all worked, power locks, a working radio, and A\C and heat. The car even had…

ran into a ditch and hit a tree with hard force. The back of my car was destroyed. The frame, the bumper, the lights amd my wheel was stuck. The police came within thirty minutes. I got my crash report, the tow truck came and pulled me out. I headed home with my car trailing in the truck. I knew I messed up. I haven’t payed the owner in over a month, I haven’t payed for my phone bill, and I haven’t payed my family back. I had to end up selling everything I owned to make up for everything, losing…

As the truck approached an easement that connected Highway 40 to old Farmers Road, Ronnie Joe felt a sudden chill. He wrapped his jacket tightly around him and sank into his seat. Along that easement was a neighborhood known to locals as Butterville, made up of weather beaten wooden houses on quarter-acre plots with at least a half mile between them. A neighborhood for the menial and the mendicant. There was no running water, no electricity, and no hope. The trees leaned over precariously…