Family first

I was never aloud to touch a car wen I was little. Not even when I turned sixteen. They were afraid. Afraid of family roots repeating themselves. My parents died when I was little. My father died in a car crash, on a race track. He hit the side wall and the car burst into flames. Most say he died before the flames started. I don't know. My mother, I have no idea how she died. I went into foster care unlike my brother and sister who somehow got out of it. I'm eaighteen now, I have my drivers license, but I'm still not aloud to drive without my foster mother or father in the car with me. This is my story. My family. Love, new worlds, raceing. And a new life......... The life of a Toretto.