I started counting 1,2,3,4,5,6, and seven trucks had passed by, but the seventh trailer truck Peterbilt class pulled over the roar of the engine, and the jake brake activated not to say the downshifting melody of the transmission gears declined, and the truck came to a stop it was Diego one of my dad’s friend's from his childhood.
“Ke onda wey Como as Estado?” my dad asked.
“Bien y tu,” his friend asked him.
“Bien ando con los chamakos cargando agua para el baño oye wey me das un ride a la gasolinera. se me kedo la troka sin gas?” my dad asked his friend.
“Si wey súbete al camión y Vamos” he responded
We went to the cruses and got the gas for the truck I was excited because this was the first time that anything like this so I was excited but, my dad, on the other hand, he wasn’t happy nor mad.
As my dad filled the truck with gas I was playing with my cousin and my sister we played touch then we hear “ya me voy” we ran to the truck and hopped into the truck.
“Se asustaron?,” asked my dad.
“No” me my cousin and my sister answered together.
“Mentirosos si se asustaron,” my dad responded.
“ no bueno yo no pero tal vez ellas si” I