I wasn’t sure what I was supposed to feel

Most people said excited

Or happy

Or nervous

How I felt, gods, I was panicking

Honestly it was probably dangerous for me to be behind the wheel

Tears ran down my face

My vision was blurred

I felt like I had no control

I made the turns, I pressed the pedals

But was it an accident

Or on purpose

My vision felt so limited, peering out of the small narrow windows

I was used to being a big person

I normally judged far out from my center of body

But this was so much more

I watched everyone else pass

Going faster than I was

And I was at the limit, unable to match them

But man, my anxiety was overdoing its service