Narrative

There was a man named James and he woke up early to have a race so he got ready and went to the race. When he got there he went in the plane like the other racers and the starter person said “on your marks get set…. Go” and the blast into the sky.  In the race they were over taking James but luckily James sped up and took the lead but racer 4 bumped him and James spun out of control he turned and hit him back and as all the racers were zooming across the track there were airplanes in the sky so they went lift right up down until there were no more airplanes in the sky. The fuel was going low the engine was roaring and the rugged wheels were burning all of the racers were hoping for victory but as they got further the bursted out a flame of anger as they saw clouds and birds so they dodged the birds and they were looking for the right way as they nearly got lost in the misty clouds. They were going for the finish line as James engine broke down and he fell down all the planes were approaching the finish line and surprisingly he landed safely in the finish line and the other racers came after him and as they were stomping their feet and being steamy like sore losers James said something that made them feel better he said “getting there isn't what matters it's the journey” and he went home.