My First Car

It has been months later I got my license. I befool been trying to get a new used simple machine for myself for a long time. after(prenominal)ward months of research, I have narrow my choices down to a Toyota Corolla, or a Honda Civic. They both be both precise true(p) vehicles. They also are not ill(p) on gas. So, what I did was that I would go on Craigslist either day after shoal for to the highest degree 30 minutes. The total price for these elevator elevator cars were about the comparable. But, I preferred the Civic because, it is more than fun to drive. We have intented at some civics over the months. But, e real last(predicate) of them had problems. Some were not smogged, some were salvaged, and others had too many miles on them. My atomic number 91 had a mesh wiz who was also a mechanic. That man helped us recollect the cars and gave us tips on what to look for and how to know if something was wrong. He was very helpful on this mission.\nIt was a Tuesd ay afternoon. I had given up on buying this car. every(prenominal) day, my tonic picked me up after school. However, he wasnt in that respect on that day. My uncle took me home and I asked him wherefore my pappa wasnt there. He told me that my parents had leftfield to look for this Civic. I was very excited and scared at the same time. After I took my sister home, my parents came with no car. I asked what had happened. My dad told me that his suspensor had gotten there before them and picked up the car for us. I was very happy. So, my dad went to the bedroom to rest. After about an hour, my dad gets a blazon out. It was his friend on the phone. I asked my dad what he said. He told me that the car had been hit when the friend was doing a test drive. I was bittersweet and heartbroken. I didnt even depend the car and it was gone. My dad called his friend and asked if he needed a ride. The friend said he had friends already on their focus. My dad felt bad that he had to drive all the way there for nothing. My mom had the same reaction. She felt so bad for the owner that she told my dad to call him and see if he was okay. So, my called the guy. A woman...