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====As the bus pulled away from the school building I sat staring at the window. I looked at my reflection and remembered there was a month left in school and I needed to get a job for the summer. Soon the bus stopped and it was time for me to get off. I walked down the aisle and down the steps and then started to walk down the old paved road. As I was approaching my house a flyer on a light post caught my eye. I walked to the light post to read the bright green flyer. I was shocked in amazement. It was a job offer in an auto shop in the next town over. This was good because I knew how to engineer cars. I ripped the flyer off the light post, I decided to take the flyer home with me to show my parents to see if they would allow me to get the job there. As I approached my front door I saw my Dad’s car pull into the driveway and I thought it was the best timing. So I went inside and waited at the kitchen table so when he walks through the door from the garage he will see me. As he came through the door he said, “Hey Jason!...Whats that ?” I told him that it was a job offer for an auto shop and I was thinking of going to work there over the summer. Surprisingly, he said “Sure Thats great!!! but you will need a car to get there.” Then I applied for the summer job and needed to buy myself a car before the summer starts. ==== ====I didn’t waste time looking for a car, so I went to my desktop computer. I Googled the type of car I wanted. It was an old 1967 Camaro. The thing that was different about me was that I didn’t want all of the new top selling stuff. I wanted the old things because in my opinion they are better. After searching on the web I found a 1967 Camaro. It was good because it was cheap and the owner lived near by. I decided to send him an e-mail asking if I could buy the car. After I sent the e-mail I went to the dinner table to have some pizza that my dad cooked and then took a shower. After the shower I went to my desk and did my last bit of home work. I went to my bed and tried to sleep but I couldn't, I kept on thinking about the car I was going to buy. I was a little bit worried if I was going to be able to drive and if it even looked somewhat attractive. I decided to get out of my bed and check my email to see if the guy had responded. I signed in and was surprised that there was a reply, I clicked on it and it said ”Hey Jason, I would be glad to sell you the Camaro, but it has a couple of problems but if you have the right tools I think you can fix it. Thanks -Steve.” The first thought I had was oh god this is great! I know how to fix cars and tomorrow is the weekend, so I decided to reply. I clicked the reply button and said “Hey Steve, I would be happy to buy your car and I like engineering so I can fix it. So I can pick it up tomorrow. Thanks -Jason.” An automotive engineer can do many things, they can fix, improve, or design a car. After hearing great news I knew that it would be easy to go to sleep. ==== ====The next morning I woke up with a grumbling stomach. I got dressed in my Adidas Shirt and a nice pair of jeans and went to the kitchen. As I approached the refrigerator I saw a sticky note on it. It was from Mom. It said “Hey Jason, sorry I wasn't home for dinner, I had to work late and I had to leave early today. Love you! -Mom.” After I read it I wished she had a different kind of job, but it was what was best for her. I decided to eat a Toaster Strudel and check my email. I opened my e-mail and it said, “ Hey Jason, sure you can have the car but I will have to drop it off at your house with my trailer because it doesn't drive yet. Thanks -Steve”. I quickly replied saying “Great, I live near the pond in a brick house. -Jason”. After I sent the e-mail I went into the garage that can hold two cars but currently has one in it because my dad is home and mom it at work. As I entered the garage I moved around the lawn mower and other yard machines and took the ladder off the floor and put it on the hooks hanging from the ceiling. Once I made some room I decided to go back inside the house and look at the flyer a little more. It said that it is an automotive shop that works on the engines and the body work of cars. I thought it was great. When I was thinking, the door bell interrupted me and then I darted to the door and swung it open, but then then all of my excitement just went to nothing. It was just the mail man. The mail man just said “Hi” and left. I closed the door and plopped on the couch. I sat there disappointed and decided to watch the TV. My Dad woke up and came down the stairs and said “Good morning Jason.” I said “Good morning Dad” with a lame voice. He said “Whats the matter Jason?” I said “I went to the front door thinking it was the guy selling the Camaro to me, but it was just the mail man.” Dad said “Oh well that stinks, I am going to see what today's weather is”. A few minutes later Dad came back inside and said ”Hey Jason there is a guy named Steve in our driveway, it seems as if he has a Camaro on his trailer,” I couldn't believe my ears. I bolted out the door and ran up to Steve and shook his had and gave him his $2,000. Then I laid my eyes on the car of my dreams. It was the 1967 Camaro. We unloaded his trailer and rolled the beautiful Camaro into the garage. I thanked him and he left. Then it was just the two of us with my car. My Dad said “Have fun.” and just left. ==== ====I think my dad was just too jealous of my stunning car, but I knew it needed lots of work. I decided to look under the hood to see what condition the engine was in and was astonished at the amount of work it needed. It was missing a carburetor, had a broken transmission, and there was no battery. I could tell that the transmission was broke because the gears that turn in it were not aligned the way they use to be. This probably happened from changing into a higher gear with out tapping the clutch petal when changing. The first thing I thought of was a trip to the junk yard. I closed the hood and got my wrench set and put it in a backpack and grabbed my bicycle and rode to the junk yard. When I arrived I went to the little house and asked he manager if I could salvage a carburetor and he hesitated with his answer but soon said “Sure thing kid”. I left the little house and walked a few paces and approached a 1980’s Ford Pickup truck and lifted the hood. As I looked inside there was no engine there. It seemed as if some person had already took the carburetor and the rest of the engine with it. A little disappointed I slammed the hood shut and walked to another car. This car was a 1990’s Ford Mustang. I opened the hood and was relieved to see an engine inside, but it looked like it had caught fire a while ago, so I closed the hood. Then I walked over to a blue 1970’s Pontiac Firebird. I tried to open the hood but it was rusted shut. So I went back to the little house and asked if the man if I could borrow his blow torch, and he said ”Are you crazy kid your going to kill yourself”. I said “I have one at home I’m not stupid.” He finally allowed me to use his blow torch to open the hood of the Firebird. I brought over the blow torch and the ta nk of gas that goes with it and started to cut the hood off of the car. When I took off the piece of metal or what use to be a hood I had gotten what I needed, the carburetor. ==== ====It was a little dirty but I could wash it off. So I took out my set of wrenches and un bolted the carburetor and put it into my backpack. I returned the blow torch to the man and thanked him for letting me use it. Then I grabbed my bike and rode home. When I got home I put my bike into the garage and got the hose out. I took the carburetor out of my bag and started to clean it off because for a car to run properly you will need clean engine parts. Once it was clean I put it into my car’s passenger seat for me to install tomorrow because the carburetor is above the transmission in an engine, and I need to find the transmission first. I put my tools back and went inside for dinner. When I stepped into the kitchen I noticed that Mom was home and she didn't look too happy. When we were eating some spaghetti and meatballs Mom told my she wanted her parking spot back in the garage, so now I will have to move the Camaro into the backyard. Mom said it would be ok if I moved it tomorrow because she knew that I spent a long day at the junk yard. After dinner I took a shower and went to my room and was thinking of a few colors I could chose for my car. I was using a design engineering website to chose a color for my car. After an hour I chose to have an orange car with black racing stripes, but I knew II wouldn't have the tim to do so. Choosing the colors of a car is en example of design engineering. It was Saturday night and I knew I had to get some sleep for a long day tomorrow. so I went to bed early. ==== ====I woke up the next morning feeling very energetic, I think it was because I got lots of sleep. I got dressed today in a green Nike shirt and a pair of athletic shorts and then went into the kitchen. I walked over to the freezer to get a Toaster Strudel but they were all gone. I must have eaten the last one yesterday so I went back to my room. I grabbed my wallet and went on a nice walk to Dunkin Donuts. Once I arrived I ordered a lemonade coolata and two donuts. I ordered a glazed doughnut and a strawberry frosted with rainbow sprinkles doughnut. As I walked to a seat I noticed that there was a new automotive store across the street. I sat down and ate, The strawberry doughnut tasted like cake and I thought I was delicious then ate my glazed doughnut. I drank my lemonade coolata on the long walk home. When I was at home I tossed the rest of my drink out because I wasn’t hungry. Then I opened the garage door and walked toward my car. I opened the driver side door and sat down in the old leather seat and reached for the shift and shifted the car into neutral so that it would roll freely. The car slowly was moving backward from the force of gravity. I slowly let it roll out of th e garage and then pressed the brake. I turned the wheel to the right and had to push the car on to the grass next to the garage. Once it was next to the garage I pressed on the brake and then shifted into park. This would be challenging for some people because there are three petals. the gas the break and the clutch petal. Every time you change to a higher or lower gear you need to press the clutch petal. I opened the door and stepped out and walked into the garage. ==== ====I got out my wrenches and walked back out to my car and opened the passenger side door. I took out my shinny clean carburetor and placed it beside the front bumper. I oped the hood and started to take out the broken transmission before I put in the carburetor because the carburetor is on top of the transmission in an engine. Once I got the transmission out I carried it out to the trash can to throw it away. I dropped it in with a loud thump. I walked back inside my house and grabbed my bag and put my wallet into my pocket and went on the long walk to the automotive store that I saw when I was at Dunkin Donuts. I walked into the door of the shop and an old man with a beard welcomed me and asked me what I needed. “Hi, I need a transmission that will fit into a 1967 Camaro and a good battery.” The bearded man said “Sure come right this way.” I followed the man. He brought me to the aisle where there are car batteries, he reached over and picked up a battery and handed it to me and said “Here is the right battery you will need and right this way for a perfect transmission”.When you are buying car parts you need to the the right parts that are not too strong or weak. I followed the bearded man and he brought me to the back of the store and reached for a cardboard box and said “Here is the recommended transmission for your car.” Then he walked to the other end of the store where the cash register was and I paid $120 for the car battery and the transmission. The battery and transmission were made by the same brand, a brand is the manufacturer that makes the engine part and sells it. I loaded the two things into the bag I brought and started to walk home. ==== ====Once I got home I walked over to my car and plugged in the battery and ripped open the the cardboard box to take out the new transmission. I placed the transmission In its correct spot in the engine and then fastened in all of the nuts and bolts. Then I bent down to pick up my carburetor that was lying on the ground next to my car. I fastened it into the car and then connected the air filter and connected the gas line to it because in an engine the carburetor is what mixes gas and air together. I closed the hood and walked around to the driver’s side door and opened it. I sat down in my leather seat of the car and held the key in my hand. I put the key into the ignition and turned it, at the same time you need to tap the clutch petal to engage the engine. The car sputtered and sputtered and when all hope was lost it roared to life! let it run for a few minutes to let it idle but then it shut down. My Dad walked out the front door with an amazed face and said “Wow! You really got it running, I never thought it would ever work”. I said “Well Dad I think I’ve run out of luck because the car just shut off on me” my Dad said “I think I know why, one second” He walked into the garage and then a few minutes he came out with a red gas tank, right then I knew exactly what it was, the car ran out of gas. ==== ====He emptied the entire tank  of gas into my car and brought it back to the garage. When he came out I said “Thanks Dad, Hey do you want to go out for a drive?”. He said “Sure Jason, that sounds great”. He walked around the car and opened the passenger side door and sat down. I turned the key again and it turned on right after I tapped the clutch petal, I shifted the shift handle that wad located between the two seats into reverse, and from the side of the garage I backed on to the driveway and went to the street. In the street I stopped and moved the clutch into drive and then into first then second gear. I thought this was great because the car of my dreams was running perfectly. My Dad and I were going to drive to my mom’s office to show her that I got it running, but she had too many things to do. So I drove all around town in my car with my dad for about a half an hour then dropped him off at home because he was hungry. ==== ====I decided to go to the automotive store again to buy myself some paint for my car because it has a couple of discolored spots. I pulled into the parking spot and turned off my car and walked inside. The bearded man welcomed me again and said “Hello again, seems to me that those parts you bought earlier today got your Camaro running.” I said “Yeah it sure came in handy, I would like to buy a can of red paint for my car.” The bearded man said “Sure that would be great, and red is the perfect color for a car like yours.” The bearded man brought me to an aisle that contained the entire rainbow in spray cans. He gave me the can of red paint and we walked over to the counter and I paid my money and then left. I hopped into my car and put the paint can on to the passenger seat and was going to paint the discolored spots another day. ==== ====When I got home I applied for the job that I found on the flyer. They said that I could work for them during the summer. Every thing was great because I got the job that I wanted and would be easy for me. I also got the car of my dreams. ====