You can imagine my excitement when my parents said they were gonna get me a beautiful pearly black, pedigree racer[1], designed by british aerodynamicists & racing experts[2] with centre-seating[3] for optimal balance during cornering and braking. They said it could achieve a breathtaking, heart-stopping 0-60[4] in 3.2 secs, powered by a rear-mounted naturally aspirated engine[5]. Also, I could ride in it with the top down for that wind-in-the-hair cabriolet experience. The iffy english weather wouldn't bother me coz within seconds, I could pull the top[6] over. Even better, it needs no road tax[7] coz it's a low emissions vehicle[8]! They said they'd pass me the keys [9] to my spanking new ride on my first month birthday, and gift it they did! Except, while I was expecting a lovely kid-sized MacLaren F1, this is what I got...
Should've read the footnotes:[1]but it's called a MacLaren afterall! [2]wannabe experts [3]baby is securely fastened in the centre [4]sorry not mph, 0-60 cm/s [5]humans are naturally aspirated too, aren't they? [6]rain cover included [7]that's mom/dad's headache! [8]only the occassional nitrogen-rich emission from the naturally aspirated "engine" [9]upgrade to key-less entry
Learning for the day: Always trust mom/dad to keep their promise, but clarify if it sounds too promising!..and yes, never skip footonotes!
