“It was a beautiful summer day. Edward and Jacob Wyle were walking into a junkyard, looking to cause some mayhem.
‘Wow!’ Edward spoke. ‘Look at all this junk.’
‘What were you expecting, a five-star hotel?’ Jacob asked sarcastically.
‘No, but I did expect to find something decent.’
‘Whoa!’ Jacob exclaimed, gesturing behind his twin. ‘Check that out.’
As Edward turned around, a devilish grin appeared on his face. Right in front of them was a red 1969 Chevrolet Camaro.
‘It looks brand new,’ Edward said, as he and his brother walked closer to the car. ‘I wonder what it’s doing here?’
‘Who cares?’ Jacob said, opening the driver’s door and getting in. ‘Finder’s keepers.’
‘What are you talking about?’
‘We’re gonna steal it!’ Jacob said, looking down where the ignition would be. ‘That’s funny’
‘What’s is it now?’ Edward asked his brother, annoyed as he walked in front of the car.
‘There’s nowhere to put a key.’ Jacob said with a small laugh. ‘No wonder it’s in this place. The car’s a piece of junk!’
At these words, the car started on its own. The steering wheel then morphed into a spike, impaling Jacob as it sped forward, running over Edward and driving out of the junkyard.
‘Wow!’ Edward spoke. ‘Look at all this junk.’
‘What were you expecting, a five-star hotel?’ Jacob asked sarcastically.
‘No, but I did expect to find something decent.’
‘Whoa!’ Jacob exclaimed, gesturing behind his twin. ‘Check that out.’
As Edward turned around, a devilish grin appeared on his face. Right in front of them was a red 1969 Chevrolet Camaro.
‘It looks brand new,’ Edward said, as he and his brother walked closer to the car. ‘I wonder what it’s doing here?’
‘Who cares?’ Jacob said, opening the driver’s door and getting in. ‘Finder’s keepers.’
‘What are you talking about?’
‘We’re gonna steal it!’ Jacob said, looking down where the ignition would be. ‘That’s funny’
‘What’s is it now?’ Edward asked his brother, annoyed as he walked in front of the car.
‘There’s nowhere to put a key.’ Jacob said with a small laugh. ‘No wonder it’s in this place. The car’s a piece of junk!’
At these words, the car started on its own. The steering wheel then morphed into a spike, impaling Jacob as it sped forward, running over Edward and driving out of the junkyard.