Personal Narrative: Growing Up As A Nascar Driver

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Growing up as a kid having a whole hot wheels car collection that filled up a whole milk carton crate I would have expected to fulfill my dream of being a nascar driver. Well a kid can dream, but as I got older that dream seemed pretty far fetched due to my interests progressing towards computers and my truck getting horrible gas mileage so going fast isnt an option.
Ive always liked taking things apart and seeing whats inside of them and see how everything works just to see it. I didn’t really know what I was looking at, but the fact that it did something and all those tiny diodes and capasitors talked to eachother to make everything work was fasinating. I liked it, because I knew that not everyone could build something like that

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