Reflection # 3

Reflection #3

Discrimination

3 years before I didn't have my licenses and I was driving even thou with no license and if police wanted to stop me I used to run away from them and if there was a check point in front I'd dodge it by going to another way I had fairly fast car not that fast but it did the job.

when I used drive down town or go to public places people would come and race me they thought my car was a crappy car but they thought wrong I used to pass everyone who would race me because first I'd see their cars if there beatable or not  so anyways as I grew up and got my license I'd race in the tracks in my dad's cars and I'd win sometimes and sometimes lose and then I shifted that's when it all went bad.

I started racing street racing with the big guys and I didn't know how bad it was but I didn't it because of the money because if I win I'd get some cash but sometimes it's just going to end up bad let's say if I won I wouldn't get my money sometimes because of how greedy people can be they'd fight with me and I'd get in trouble I'd fight back and sometimes while were racing police would stop me and give me fines so this kept on going and going until one day I had a very bad accident I didn't get hurt but I saw the car and said to myself how am I still alive from this why am I racing for what reason I told myself this isn't going to make any good in my life

to stop the blood rush of racing you have to stop thinking of it by keeping you self busy in something else and not think about cars because in the end you won't get anything useful in it you might get hurt or injured or you might put another person's life on the line