While I was passing by the dealership one fine day with my father, this sharp looking four-wheeler suddenly caught my attention. It was the nicest machine that I have ever laid my eyes on. As I stepped in the shop I suddenly made my way toward the machine. It was a bright red with a nice wax shine; it had huge ITP chrome rims with white letter radial mud tires.
While I was in the showroom I smelled the new plastic and the new rubber tires as well. It was the smell of a new car, or a car dealership. I wanted to own this machine right away! I wanted this more than anything else in the world. This four-wheeler looked like it would fly. It would be so fast and would wade mud for ever.
While I was looking at it, I could not help but over hear a conversation between a salesman and a owner of a bike the same kind. The man was saying how his four-wheeler was totally amazing! He said this bike would take any other bike around in a race and he won all the mud bogging contests around. He was bragging the machine to everyone and as I looked out the window it was on the back of the truck covered in water and coated with mud, and it looked even better!
In all of this big daze I felt my dad tap my shoulder and say lets go, he also said that when I grow big enough to handle the huge machine it's all mine.
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