Your first car is always the best. And your first trip is unforgettable – even when it doesn't go exactly to plan. Grandpa brought me a surprise. ‘For you,' he said. It was rusty. Really rusty. But you could tell what it was – a little car! Exactly my size. ‘Diesel or gas?' I asked Grandpa. ‘Sweat,' he said.

Illustrated by: Peter Schössow