Wendy's plane arrived at the airport. She was walking towards the exit when she saw a man holding a sign with her name on it. She didn't know the guy so she was scared. However, she did just ride a Trump Tower spaceship into space, so the guy couldn't be that horrible. She walked up to the guy and asked him,"Who are you?" The guy replied,"I am Paul Ryan. I will be driving you."
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"But what if I want to drive?" There was a slight pause. After a few seconds, Paul Ryan replied with,"Of course you can. You just can't drive fast." Wendy and Paul got into the car and started driving away. Wendy was driving six miles per hour. Paul said,"You can drive a little bit faster." So Wendy does up to seven miles per hour and Paul said," WOAH!!! you were driving way too fast." So Wendy slowed down to six miles per hour. Paul then said,"You can drive a little bit faster." So Wendy does up to seven miles per hour and Paul said," WOAH!!! you were driving way too fast." So Wendy slowed down to six miles per hour. Paul then said,"You can drive a little bit faster." So Wendy does up to seven miles per hour and. Paul said," WOAH!!! you were driving way too fast." So Wendy slowed down to six miles per hour. Paul then said,"You can drive a little bit faster." So Wendy does up to seven miles per hour and Paul said," WOAH!!! you were driving way too fast." Wendy was getting tired of Paul's stinngyness. So she stepped on the gas pedal and started going one hundred miles per hour. Wendy smashed through traffic. She have no craps about the red lights, and she felt the same about the cops chasing her. Wendy was having the time of her life, yet, she felt hungry. So Wendy drove into Wendy's, literally. The car was at the ordering counter. Wendy decided to order right Wendy Chicken Sandwiches and a small Frosty for Paul. After they got done eating, Wendy reversed at a hundred miles per hour and smashed into a bus. She then pulled of and collides head on to a semi holding a bunch of explosive material. Luckily the semi didn't explode, until some other idiot rear ended it. That didn't bother Wendy. She started driving again. Wendy was driving so much like a maniac, that Paul vomited out the window and landed on the car behind him. Wendy also wanted a toy, so she smashed into a toy story and drove around until she found the pinkest and skinniest plastic fill girl she could find. She drove up to the checkout line and the cashier happily checked it out and gave Wendy a coupon. Wendy was having such an awesome day. She decided to text her mom while she was driving. This was not as dangerous as you would normally think. Only five gas stations blew up and she only tipped twelve busses over. Wendy then parked at Jill's apartment and thanked Paul for letting her drive the car. When Wendy walked into the apartment, Kill yelled,"What in the WORLD were you doing???" Wendy replied with,"Taking a stroll." "Well what do you think this is, Formula One?!?! You aren't Lance Stroll." "I know that." Wendy exclaimed. "But he is my fifth cousin." Jill was ready to end it there. Jill was not going to be an accomplice, so she called the police.
