The US 13 Dragway

The flames got bigger and higher. The crowd stood to look at the the fire on the raceway. Maurice's car went out of control because the lug nuts on his wheel were loose. As the wheel began to wobble he lost control of his car. He knew that Frank was on his right side. He didn't want to hit Frank's car so he swerved and hit the wall. As he did, the red light on his sign in the strip appeared. His car started breaking apart and flames appeared as the engine blew up! There was a fire from the car's smoke. The crowd went wild! This was very serious. I felt scared because my dad was racing. Then the fireman came to put the fire out.

It all began at 11 o'clock in the morning in late June after the owner of US 13 Dragway in Delmar unlocked the gate. Seven people walked in the gate and went to the stands. Then the two cars came up to do their burn out. My dad and his friend, Maurice, were in those two cars. They were wearing a helmet, gloves and a suit. Their cars have big wheels in the back and skinny wheels in the front. The car on the right was red and white and belonged to Maurice. My dad was driving the gold car on the left. The crowd was quiet before take off. Then the cars went to the line so they could begin the race when the light turned green. The light turned green and they jetted from the starting line.

At first my dad was in the the lead but then Maurice pulled out in front of him. Suddenly Maurice's car hit the wall and he knew the race was over for him. He got a red light. His car had burned and he could not drive it off the track. He felt sad his car was destroyed but he was happy that he was alive. Frank drove his car back to their trailer. He took Maurice. They went to lunch and Maurice talked about how he was going to get his other Mustang from his grandmother's house. He said he would have to put a new engine in that car but then he could race it. The race stopped for one hour while everyone ate lunch.

After lunch the races started up again for the rest of the day. Now it was my turn to have fun in the motorcycle race. Two at a time, motorcycles lined up and they raced straight for one mile. When the light turned green the drivers started. When the light turned red, the drivers lost the race.

We lined up at the Start line. I was first in line on my Suzuki. I was racing against my Uncle Maury who was riding a Honda. The engines were fired up and the race began. I was in the lead the whole time and got to all my gears. I won the race against my Uncle Maury! The winners from all the rounds went to the trophy room and then they went home to celebrate. We had Pepsi and pizza and everybody was happy.

Patti Weeg
patti@globalclassroom.org

May 16, 2003