Transport

In the United States, implementing self driving vehicles may be detrimental for the economy of densely populated urban cities. Self driving cars will most likely have an adverse effect on automobile businesses in densely populated cities. Many places rely heavily on driving jobs such as taxis, uber, lyft, and other transportations. If self driving cars were to be implemented people would not need to pay for taxis, they will have their car drop them off then send it back home. Car transportation…

Imagine going to the grocery store and never returning home. Now, envision yourself being followed and ultimately killed by a neighborhood watchman. Is that how neighborhood residents watch over their community to prevent crime? On a rainy evening of February 26, 2012, a black young male was walking back to his father’s house in Sanford, Florida from a 7-Eleven convenient store with a bag of Skittles and a can of Arizona iced tea. This innocent teenager was reported to the local authorities as a…

My Big Red People think of cars as just a means of transportation. People like to forget the events that happen inside a car.Many need to consider about how much time they spend in a car.Cars are used at least an hour a day or more. Some people use cars even more than that.Importance of a car is forgotten among many people.Most people do not grant names to their car. I provided my car the name Big Red. I like to assume my Grand Prix as one of my best friends. I think about all of the things…

Whitby Abbey Narrative-revisions Draft I was cold,hungry, and scared I had ran away from home. Fortunately my best friends found me and insisted on coming with me. We were 3 kids far from home and then it started thundering. So we looked for some shelter. Then we saw a sign it said welcome to whitby abbey. We realized that we had learned about that in the orphanage. Then all of a sudden we heard sticks crackling behind us. We figured it was just a squirrel or something. Then we saw a group of…

My right foot slams on the brakes as my ears register the sound of metal on metal. I throw my car into reverse, before jumping out to assess the damage. An otherwise pristine, navy blue BMW is blemished, two chips of paint missing to reveal the white plaster underneath. Acutely aware of the crowded parking lot, I revert to autopilot, parking my car with the careful precision I had not employed since my license test six months earlier. I slowly crawl out of my car to peek at the scratch one more…

1. The dark weary feel of a cemetery can be matched by nothing. There is nothing more scary and creepier than a cemetary at night. Thinking of all the bodies and bones buried beneath the layer of dirt beneath your feet. One evening we were taking my grandmother to my pawpaws grave to replace the old withered flowers that we had previously put there the month before. For some odd reason, when we began to leave the car wouldn't crank, because the battery had died. Now we were stuck with no…

I chose the article titled, “To Brake or Accelerate When the Light Turns Yellow?”, which begins to examine how the effects of stress differ between two age groups of younger and older participants. Specifically, how stress alters the decision making while operating a motor vehicle which is something most people do almost every day. These participants were asked to play a driving game in two conditions of either a controlled group setting or the experimental group setting that had to play after a…

Anyone that has ever lost their smartphone knows that it is like walking through Antarctica with no clothes; the amount of chills you get are almost unbearable. You start frantically looking everywhere for it, fearing the worst. Your heart pounds with panic as you race up and down your house. Or in my case, racing through the Serbian woods. It was a peaceful day in Serbia, my home country. I now live in the U.S but my grandparents still live in Serbia. My brother and I, who was 10, had come from…

It was a dark and stormy night, the wind was howling and the rain was torrential. The highway seemed like a never-ending stretch of nothingness and but one pair of lights shone through the treacherous weather. The driver, an 18-year-old-girl with wavy brunette locks and emerald-green eyes, squinted as she forced her white Honda Civic through the weather. 1:21 the clock read, the girl reached to turn on the radio, but all she heard was static. That's when it happened. A sudden loud crash, a…

I took the path I had walked a thousand times. I knew every curve in the road, every sight to be seen surrounding it. I knew everyone who lived even close to the road. So again I strolled. Somehow, I knew today it would be different, I don’t know how I knew, I just did. Crenshaw Amusement Park, Since 1917. This sign wasn’t here before. I had never even seen people come down this road to visit the park. It sounded fun. I shrugged and began to sneak down the driveway, where I assumed I would be…