My Driving Scooty: My Experience In My Life

It was January 25th, 2015, a beautiful sunny day. Also, it was the day before we were leaving back to America. I didn’t really want to go back since I was having fun in India a lot . Today I really wanted to drive scooty bike, and go all the way to the main street ( in India kids get to practice the scooty bike when their feet touch the ground or with an adult only to the main street ). I asked my older cousin to come with me. She was old enough to come with me (with a kid) and was also able to help me reverse the bike since my feet didn’t touch the ground all the way. She agreed to come with me, so we got on my uncle’s bike and put the helmets on.
Brrm! Brrrm! I pressed the accelerator handle and the bike speed up fast. Suddenly I had to slow the scooty down, by pressing the brake handle hard, since a person was crossing the street. My cousin told me to wait couple more minutes and take the bike on the side. There was a big tractor behind us and in front of us was another person who was reversing their car on the street from their driveway, so we let them go first. Then again I pressed the accelerator handle but slowly this time and went all the way to the end of the main street. Beep! Beep! I pressed the horn button. It was the most fun thing to do when I got on a bike. Brrrrk! I slowed the bike down and let my cousin help me to reverse the scooty to go back to my house. On the way back, our ride went smoothly until, a wild dog came in the middle of the street. I was