tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83957218348554768002024-02-08T03:26:57.368-08:00On the Fast LaneCars, wheels, and everything in between. This site likewise provides all automotive buffs with all sorts of stuffs in reference to your car’s speed and acceleration.timmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12465124736681113042noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8395721834855476800.post-26038455587533002642008-02-28T22:36:00.000-08:002008-02-28T23:20:18.526-08:00Timmy on the Wheels<p class="MsoNormal">Diamonds are girl’s best friend? I doubt so. I’m Timmy Gray and my passion for vehicles started when I was 3. I can vividly remember when daddy gave me my very first Ferrari collectibles, mom was angry back then as she argued that a girl like me should never be introduced to toy cars. <span style=""> </span>The more my mom revile daddy’s act, the more I grew fond of these shiny and sleek machine shimmering in front of my eyes. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>After a year, my collectibles multiplied to a hundred and I grew excited every time my daddy went out of the country for a business meeting because surely when he arrives, he’ll bring with him a new toy car as a present. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>When I reached high school and I finally have to attend my prom, guess what? My parents gave me my first <a href="http://www.cars.com/go/crp/research.jsp?makeid=51&mode=&revid=46461&year=2001&acode=&modelid=4196&revlogtype=21&section=reviews&crpPage=summary.jsp&myid=&section=reviews&mode=&aff=national">Ferrari 30 Modena</a>! Actually because of the car, I rapidly and excitedly sneak off the promenade with my prom date just for me to test drive my new babe. It was a romantic evening that I hope would never end. And what happened to my date? Well, we became officially on and he turn out to be my very first boyfriend though we just lasted for a year or so. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p>Since daddy is one of the most famous guys in town, I could easily get what I want. People would say that I was born with silver spoon in my mouth. I guess they’re right but still, it was too hard for me too prove my worth since I’m being overshadowed by parent’s glory. <span style=""> </span>Everyone would consider me as a weak girl merely interested on makeup and glamour but as soon as I tried to do rigorous physical activity, their impression changed. I bet you’ll be amazed to know that I consider myself as an expert in terms of mechanical works. Fixing busted engines, crawling under hood, setting up bumpers...you name it, Timmy can surely do it! Now, I still have my old model though daddy promised me to get a new one soon. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>timmyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12465124736681113042noreply@blogger.com4