>The sign on the fancy car emporium reads: >FANCY CAR EMPORIUM.
>Inside are the most expensive sport and racing cars in town. At first, the salesman doesn't want to be bothered with you because you are so young. But you wave a few thousand dollar bills under his nose, and his attitude suddenly changes. >"I think you'll be interested in this racing car," he says, leading you to a low, sleek, silver number. "It's perfect for city driving. It goes up to 230 miles per hour and gets four miles to the gallon.' >"Sounds good," you say nonchalantly. >"You're not old enough to drive this, are you?" the salesman asks as you slide behind the wheel. You tell him that you're not. "Oh, well, who will know?" he says, handing you the keys. "Go ahead." >You start the powerful engine and drive the car right out the door!
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