1 We was just turning the corner of Division street and Harlem street when our

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trusty family van suddenly emitted a loud wheezing sound and a strange burning

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odor. My father pulled over. He hopped out of the van and popped open the hood.

4 A huge cloud of black smoke pours out into his unsuspecting face. After ordering

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us out of the car he runs into the nearby aunt Minnies resterant and asks the

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owner if she would borrow him a fire extinguisher. Running toward us with the

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extinguisher, dad soon saturated our van with white foam. When at last the fire

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was put out my father said, "Your Mother and me thinks it's time for a new car".