All my childhood memories are somehow linked to cars. I grow up around cars because my dad is a mechanic and during the weekends he would take me with him to his garage. I remember enjoying every minute of it and I would follow him around everywhere as well as the other mechanics.
That is probably why I became very passionate about cars and will find any excuse to go to my dad's garage. I wanted to become a mechanic like my dad but my parents want me to be doctor and I have been hearing that from a very young age.
To keep my parents happy I'm studying to become a doctor but at the same time I go with my dad to his garage to make myself happy. I really enjoy it there; my dad lets me help out sometimes and watches me while I do little jobs on the car.
My time at the garage always goes by quick, some days I just like to sit and watch everything that happens in the garage. I see many different cars come to the garage; I see small cars, big cars, long cars, short cars and some really funny looking cars.
Last weekend while at the garage, a Range Rover came in to get repaired and I noticed a piece of paper stuck on the back windscreen. So I went over to have a closer look and saw that it was on sale. I started to exam it properly as I decided that I wanted that car.
After I had a quick look, I asked my dad to have a look at the car as I really wanted it and it's a really cheap Range Rover Sport. We took the guys number so we can arrange a proper viewing day.