14, the age I started racing.

I have been preparing for this moment. 

If a person could be living their dream, it would be me. 

To imagine myself behind that wheel winning first place, 

I know those are extreme expectations for my first race.

I have my suit, equipment, everything soon,

I know someone would be nervous if they were in my shoes.

So when I put my shoes and gloves on I know I am almost ready.

Only a couple more minutes.

After putting my helmet on, I climbed into my car and fired it up.

It was time to get out there and show everyone what I have been planning on for years.

The race came to an end, no crashes, no dents.

I realized that i was in 1st place

The crowd began to cheer, my dad was so proud of me,

For his voice was the only clear voice that I could hear.

I am shaking, heart is pacing. 

I climbed out of the car with a ginormous smile on my face.

I just won my first race.