My brother had this cool purpley blue car that had fins on the back like a car in the 50s. Anyway we were driving around in it like 5 of us and grandpa was following us in a truck. Then the cool car turned into grandpas oldperson car, with the big leather seats. Evan didn't have a key so he asked grandpa where it was and he climbed out of his truck and waddled over. He stuck his finger in his ear to turn up his hearing aid and reached into his pocket (he keeps index cards in there with everything written on them) and read evan a number. He was like no grandpa i need the key. Grandpa looked smug and handed him one. We drove into a big parking lot/parking garage and were back in the cool car. We were in the finals of a car show. THe judge asked the other guy what he thought about evans car. He raved about it so evan won. I was dosed off when he found out so i was like what??what?? As a prize evan won $65,000 and I was like yeah you can put it in the bank and evan was like "hell no! I'm gonna go buy another car!" (at this point evan had 5 cars, the vw, vega, truck, finny purple car, and the new one) I was mad cause our family only has one.
Then I was driving a minivan and these pedestrians, a woman and two kids ran in front of me and I didn't hit the breaks and the womans head fell off. But she was calm and was yelling at me. I was thinking of ways to lie my way out of it, like my brakes had broken or I wasn't driving a car at all.
