Day 22- What is the first car you bought/drove/remember? Write a poem about it.
Full of power, firm in its place.
Always leaves behind some type of trace.
A deep sound or dark tire tracks.
Too big to fall inside a crack.
A roar that scares, makes me hit the gas pedal.
For my driving at that point would never get a medal.
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