This adventure was when I was in high school, and one of my best friends, who constantly worked on cars, came to see me.
He came in the car of my dreams. It was a 1968 Shelby.
It was green and had three stripes. I begged him to let me drive it, and he said “Are you sure? It is mighty.” I said no problem, I got it.
He did not tell me that this was the third-fastest car in Maryland.
So, as I am driving the car, I see the main street, and when it is clear, I hit the gas.
The car did a total circle. I thought, “This car is powerful,” and my heart was beating out of my chest.
Then I straightened the car up, and I tried again — this time, I took off and burned a little rubber. It was incredible.
