Opening up the garage that houses my car, I noticed nothing but the bright yellow Mitsubishi Mirage centered on the pavement. The color of this car can only be compared to the color of the sun at noon. Depressing the button to the alarm on my key chain, two beeps of an aggravating sound was heard from blocks away. The locks on the doors quickly unlocked without hesitation. As I pulled the handles to open …showed first 75 words of 895 total…

…showed last 75 words of 895 total…souped up" car on the streets, I regret what I have done to my car. Sometimes, I wish my car was the way it used to be, turning heads everywhere I go. The feeling of being king of the streets was something I wished I still had. But it would be too much of a hassle to bring my car back to life. That's all right because I'm ok with my naked car for now.