Submitted by Shashank Balaji on 10/03/2020
It was 9 o’clock on a Saturday night. My friend Kyle was driving me from a local competition where we had won first place. The joy of winning was overwhelming; songs from the Migos - a famous hip-hop group - and Tyler, the Creator would be blared, causing the bass to rumble the seat below us. Despite staying at the school for over 10 hours, our victory quickly rejuvenated us, feeling as energetic as when we first entered the school. The roads were empty, yet Kyle did not go over the speed limit nor make any illegal turns - he was a safe driver. I soon get a phone call from my mom, checking to see where I was and the typical “did you eat anything”. Just minutes later, the car comes to a screeching halt. We were about to make a turn, and despite having the right-of-way, a car was speeding up and missed Kyle’s bumper by a sliver. A wave of relief washed over me for a quick second.
Out of nowhere, I hear the sound of a car horn. Before we could react, everything around me went to slow motion. My eyes were blinded by the bright, alarming lights of the car; the sound of the horn overpowered the bass-boosting “Pure Water” by Migos; before I said anything, Kyle let out a huge shout. As I saw the opposing car approach, I knew we were in big trouble. By no means was the crash minor; the bumpers had a full-on collision. White bags emerged from a huge “POP”, attempting to cushion me when I went forward, but I felt like I hit the dashboard. My seatbelt dug into my skin, preventing me from going anywhere near the front glass. I had lost my glasses, so everything around me became a blurred reality. Soon smoke started to emerge, which we originally thought was from the engine, increasing our panic level to a near precipice. Thinking the car was going to explode, Kyle and I quickly jumped onto the road. Luckily no car was present else our lives would have been in grave danger. Soon the ambulance came and took care of the huge red bump on my forehead, as well as the bruises on my collar-bone caused by whiplash.
My experience with cars has turned slightly sour, but as a young age, I was always fascinated by cars. Whether it be the infamous “Here in my garage” advertisement with Tai Lopez or seeing that bright green McLaren zoom past my house, my life is constantly revolved around cars. Every day on my way to school, I pass a Corvette parked on the street, waiting for that one person to take a picture of it. I was never one to look at each car’s specifications, however I would always have competitions with my friends to figure out the model of a car. The winner would go back and forth, but every day I would learn about a new car, whether it be a new Hyundai or a Kia. In addition to looking at cars, my seven year-old self would think that cars had a certain personality based on their tail lights. My 2006 Honda Accord would always look happy because the tail lights would curve up, while my 2010 Nissan Rogue would have a serious “face” because the tail lights would be flat. This absurd relationship with cars has made me unique from others. I would get looks from my friends and family, thinking I am crazy to look at cars as such. Yet they failed to understand what the true potential of boredom can lead to.
While scrolling through the A1 Auto-Transport website, I was impressed by the many services that the company offers, ranging from transporting exotic cars to overseas shipping. Though there are a plethora of other companies, the customer service and the 30 second quote system makes their service unique compared to other competitors. The idea of car transport allows people from all over the world to experience a love shared by many. A place that has been on my checklist for many years in Abu Dhabi, a haven for several cars and innovative prototypes. I have been addicted to watching several car Youtubers who are based in these areas, showing off their exotic collection or upcoming car models.
My favorite car is a prototype which is fully holographic, exemplifying the ingenuity of these car companies. Such cars could only be found in these countries, making it a haven for me. In the community which I reside in, it was rare to find a car that is worth more than $75,000 because people here are in the middle-class or are living on a budget. In areas like Abu Dhabi, it is impossible to not see the typical Lambhorgini or Ferrari just trying to capture your attention or causing you to be envious. These cars could not have been brought through an exceptional auto-transport service such as A1 AutoTransport. It is crucial these companies exist as it helps deliver the happiness sought by many.
Another source of my car fascination comes from the Fast and Furious Series. From seeing the crew fall off of an airplane to Dom and Paul driving off of one tour and crashing into an adjacent building, watching these movies have sparked an interest in driving. Of course I know to not go 100 mph on a local road or to drive off a building, but Dom and Brian have instilled the idea that driving seems very fun. Watching an antique car like Dom’s Charger or a supercar in action makes me want to work hard, and buy an expensive car for me to drive. I know that aside from my hard work, an automotive transport company will enable me to satiate that goal, and make me a happy person.
Despite my small accident, my passion for cars has not dissolved just yet. I want to learn more about new models and new super cars that have yet to become famous. This goal can only be made possible through A1 Auto Transport, a company that works very hard to achieve customer satisfaction. Hopefully when I get my own car, I can get a company as such to assist me in making me a happy person.
Submitted by Shashank Balaji on 10/03/2020