
My auntie opened the door and asked me to go sit in it to have a feel. My heart is telling me to go ahead and do it. But my mind is telling me not to because you might just spoil anything. This is the kind of pressure that I experienced. I simply stood there, totally amazed by the awesome presence of the beast. When my aunt left for the house, I was left with a very difficult job. Do I have to close the door? What if I damage the car while closing it? Yes, I know some of you may tell me that such an expensive car can definitely withstand my slamming of the door. But you see, it is NOT my car, so I have to be careful with it. First, I exert a little force to close it. Damn! Too weak! The second time, I exert slightly a little more force than the first and it closed. Sweat... The mere touch of the car is enough to pressurize me to the point of speechlessness. I cannot imagine how I will react if I sit in it.
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I told my family about this plan and they started spoiling my fantasy. "Do you even dare to ask your auntie to borrow the car?". "Do you know how much will the petrol be for the car?". "Do you even dare to drive that car if your auntie do lend it to you?". Come on... It is just my fantasy. Of course I dare not ask my auntie for the car even if I am getting married. Obviously I know how much petrol the car can consume. Definitely I will be scared the shit out of myself if I am to drive the car. But then again, it is just my fantasy... So just let that beautiful imagination remain as such... Lamborghini Gallardo, AWESOME!!!
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