… The building shook and then … I screamed and ran to the phone to call my friend Fedrick who owns a jet plane.
I needed to get out of the building because the building was on fire.
I quickly got on my lucky fireproof race suit.
I did what I needed to do and I was the last person out of the building. Fedrick took me to his mansion.
Quickly I went to the garage and got in the 1970 dodge charger to take to the shop for food.
I live a great life after that annoying memory.