Personal Narrative: Behind The Wheel

Behind the Wheel
My family has always enjoyed driving for fun. We would always go on drives around the state or to other states. Although, we always wanted something other than a car or bike to drive.
One day, we saw our neighbors across the street selling a four-wheeler. My dad seemed interested in buying it. About a month later we bought the four-wheeler and promised our neighbor we would pay him monthly until the four-wheeler was payed completely. We were excited to have something new to drive.
A little while after we bought the four-wheeler we took our first ride on it. We went down to the Minnesota River and back home. One day, while driving in the country my dad said, “You should drive this sometime.” After he said that I got extremely nervous. I thought that I would wreck the four-wheeler or hurt myself. My dad saw that I was nervous so he said, “Don’t worry, i’ll teach you how to drive the four-wheeler.”
A few days

later we went down to a pit where there was a construction project but it was not finished. He drove around a bit to look for obstacles. He asked us if we wanted to drive. I said, “I don’t think i’m ready yet.” but my brother wanted to drive. He drove around the pit avoiding glass and dirt mounds. Afterwards he said to me, “That was easy.”
I still was afraid for quite a bit of time.

I still practiced by watching my dad. I did feel more confident. I still did thought for the worst.
One day, we were driving when my dad asked me, “Do you want to drive?”, I did feel more confident. So, I accepted his offer. He told me how to start it. After that I started to move slowly. My dad said I could go faster by a small bit. I started to increase in speed. I drove down to the pit and went through the course. I dodged shards of glass, animals, rocks, and trees. I made it through without hitting anything. I was amazed of what I just did. My dad also looked at me with an amazed expression.
I started to drive a lot more. I no longer felt worried about doing something wrong. I felt like I had done something amazing.
After a while the town had known about us driving on the main roads and called for a meeting. All of my family attended. They came to a conclusion that we could not drive the four-wheeler on the main roads. We lived on a busy road so we could no longer ride the four-wheeler in

town.
Since my family could no longer use the four-wheeler we decided to sell it to get some money. Our uncle bought it from us and we gave the four-wheeler to them. Since my uncle lives on a farm we could ride the four-wheeler when we go up there. I get to ride the four-wheeler with my cousins. So, I don’t mind that we can’t use the four-wheeler that much anymore and everyone in my family agrees with me.