This is the story about what had happened to me when I was about five years old. My parents went shopping every Saturday night. They always left me home with a baby - sitter but that night she couldn't come so they took me with them. We had a small car then. As we came very late there was not many people in the mole and almost no cars on the parking lot. We parked in front of the entrance and we went inside. I was not used to do shopping. I was screaming about every toy and all the sweets. It was terrible for my parents. So after half an hour with me they decided to take me back to the car and to leave me there. I was left alone inside the car. My parents told me to wait for them and that they would be back in about five minutes. But you all know how it is with shopping. It always take a lot of time and even if they were in a hurry it took much too long for me to sit calmly at the back seat. As I was left by my parents I decided to take care of myself. I moved to the front seat and I started to play that I was a driver. Of course as a driver I had to use a steering wheel and a horn. I was beeping for a while but all that was boring for me. So I started to touch everything on the control panel and I was also changing the gears. Moreover, I released the hand break. And than it all happened. I need to mention that the parking lot was a little bit sloping, it was on very small hill. When the break was released I started to go down. I was very happy at first. I took a steering wheel in my hands, I fastened the seat belt and I was ready to go. The car was moving faster and faster. Fortunatelly there was nobody inside and there were no other cars. I had managed to turn the car so it stopped without crushing. The hill was very small so it was not very difficult. Finally, my parents came and they found me at the exit of the parking lot with fastened seat belts and in front of the steering wheel. They thanked God that everything was all right. From that moment I have decided to be a racing driver.
