“Alye Parusa”
One of my acquaintances works as a personal driver for a major party boss at his representative Maybach. Usually this car stood in the garage, but in the necessary cases it was removed from there, performed its function and put back. A friend then moved on his modest "ren" and went to business.
In particular, he went to take a second-grade child from school. With his child was a friend of the boy Vitya, an orphan who just wandered in cars, but nobody ever followed him. The acquaintance could have taken him, but they lived in opposite ends from the school, and Vitya left from the opposite exit.
And this is the situation - the kids come to the school for "kajenas", mersa, "lexus", and behind him, a car fan who knows all the automotive brands of the peoples of the world and gathers any information about them - no one came.
Childhood was cruel, and the boys laughed at Vitey, but he, whispering, replied firmly that their car melody does not interest him, and he is only waiting for "maybach".
And suddenly one day at the gate of the school and really appears this huge chic car with a wooden body of manual work, immediately obscured all the nearby cars. From it came my acquaintance (his boyfriend got sick, and a friend invented this thing) and called Vitu, opening the front door before him.
The boy acted as if it was what he was expecting. With Paphos he sat on the passenger seat and carelessly smooked his classmates with a pen.
No one laughed at him anymore.
never ever.