A draft of wind took a swing.
Blow with the gentle winds, it shined like gardens that never dim.
*Click 'Dad, let's GO. ' The kid says.
*Vroom 'Oh, you seem well, Dmitriev; your engine is bustling. Good, no neighbors!' A cold draft glided through his face.
After a few minutes there, the monstrous beast came across walls of cars came to sight.
'Well, the trip seems longer than expected, but we can do it, sport.' A smile comes to the man's face
'The trip is fine. It is what will happen is scary.'
With a dreaded face, 'This will be the End of me; I have not only submitted my files late but also have to give an apology letter, an apology letter for the end of me.'
With a placed smile,' No, that is fine. Have I told you the time I almost missed a goal?'