My dad started a project before I was born. It was a motorbike with a sidecar. Because it was a new bike, no one was invited sidecar for that model of motorbike. My dad designed it and made it in about six weeks. Then my dad went to have the sidecar tested before taken me out! So my dad needed to do a bit more work before the MOT station can stay its safe to drive on the road. So dad was really happy that sidecar was a success.
So as I grow up, my dad started taken me out with his bike in the summer months. I was really happy travelling with my dad. Most of the time I was asleep in the sidecar while my dad was driving. And every time he stopped I was awake. As we were travelling we saw lots of animals which were so exciting. Then, I wanted a cow as a pet. But my dad disagreed. We went to lots of fun fairs around the south west where it was easy to travel home, it was really nice to stop driving and having some fun on rides at the fun fair. My dad won three big teddy bears, but we could not take them home because there was nowhere to put them! So we kept one and gave the others away.
As the winter was coming, the school holidays was over and my dad had to go back to work it was to wet and windy to travel anymore at that time. So my dad put his bike in a dry place for next summer. The more we went out in the summer months the more bored I was in the winter.
My dad brought me a motorbike for Christmas, my dad taught me how to ride it and took me to the little race track to learn to drive. I was too young to drive on the road. I had lots of fun in the winter months riding in the wet mud it was really great. I started to drive the bike really well till my dad went home to my step mum and asked her to come and watch me drive. I started to show off in front of my friends with my dad and step mum watching me! I drove up the big hill, turned my bike around then drove back down, going as fast as I can. Then I heard my dad speaking in a load voice! Slow down! It was too late I hit a hill and then the bike and me went into the air, it was like I was flying then landed with a bang. My dad ran up to see if I was ok. I was okay but bike was covered in mud.
When I went home I was in a big trouble. My dad did tell me to drive carefully my mum said at the beginning I was not allowed a motorbike but my dad told her that Colin would be really good! Now my mum was right. my dad went out because my mum started saying that it was all my dad’s fault. So my mum sent me to bed early, my dad came back and everything was ok with my parents.
I woke up in the morning. I went to see my bike; my dad was outside cleaning the bike ready for sale! So I said, “NO”, but my dad got no choice, he was not going to be the blame if really hurt my self. So I went in house and started crying. I love riding the bike. it was not fair. My mum went shopping and my dad came in house and started to make me stop crying I was only fourteen year old at the time. My dad wanted me to make a promise that I will drive carefully in the future. I agreed, my dad would have to talk to mum first.
My mum came back from shopping and my dad tried to be really nice to her about me keeping the bike. My mum said, ‘NO’ she was not happy with my dad or me at that time. My dad managed to talk her around it. It was really hard because it was really unsafe at my age to drive.
Then my dad paid his friend to train me correctly, my dad felt really bad because he could not train me after all the years he have drove. Then as years went by, I have lots’ of motorbikes and past my test first time. I was really happy about the way my dad helped me to drive.
