After school, I jumped off the yellow school bus and raced my brother home. I couldn't wait to go see the "Big Red Monster" sitting in grandpa's garage..
"The racecar is almost ready" stated Papa.
My granddad and my uncle were sitting at the table enjoying a cup of coffee, as I raced off to change my clothes. I ran out the front door and headed to the garage, as they followed me. As I turned the corner, I saw the scary monster looking at me, but it was different somehow. The sun was gleaming off the newly painted red monster and I noticed the number thirteen.
I heard my grandpa say, "I think it's ready to test, but first we must put the tires back on."