A vörös Ferrari

Az alábbi sztori sem volt előre megírva. Ott rögtönöztük a keddi órán, és még az órán diktáltam bele a telefonomba. Van ám itt szenvedély, érzékiség, meg az angol valaha volt, a used to be. Íme:

Jack is a taxi driver. He drives a yellow taxi, but he used to be a crazy racing driver, and he has the heart of a racing driver. He is driving his yellow taxi cab in the street, and he is passing a casino. As he is passing the casino, he suddenly sees a red car parked outside. It’s a red Ferrari. It’s the same red as his car used to be… It’s a different model, but the same red. He stops his yellow cab and he gets out to have a closer look. He walks up to the Ferrari and he touches it. It feels so good! He smells it. It smells new! He peeps inside. It looks wonderful inside. He sees the key in the car. He tries the door. It’s unlocked. The door opens. What a temptation! He can’t resist the temptation. He gets in the car. He starts it up. It starts like crazy! He drives away. It goes like crazy. He is a crazy racing driver again!

The End

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