The Art of Racing

Chapter 1

Winds coming through at you, bouncing at the street of Monaco, astonished by the speed, Formula 1 is the pinnacle of motorsport and the most dangerous motorsport of all time, but i dream to be a driver in Formula 1. I race for speed, not for fame. I was watching Formula 1, I shouted "Kevin Magnussen!" for the whole race. After the race, I told my mom and dad i want to be a Formula 1 Driver too. My mom and dad trusted me, so they signed me up for the local karting lesson. I'd sit tight and listen to every word my teacher told me. When i was driving the kart, it felt really cool. The wind coming through at me make my head hold onto my seat.

6 months would past as i quit school and focus on my racing career. My teacher would recommend me to start physical training for the local karting league this year. Me and my parents would walk around the neighbourhood. My teacher and my parents would agree to sign me up to the local karting league. I would be nervous on my first race since it was with other racers. I would start first place on the grid, then the lights would green, I would throttle to the max to block the other racers, I was wheel-to-wheel but luckily, i am still first by the third corner. My mom would cheer me up until the end of the race and i would win the race!

My teacher said "Good job, you are my best student." and my parents would take me to McDonald's  for the celebration! I would also be happy since i got my first trophy!