on and off the highway, black smog with a weight of
hundreds was slowly covering over us like a predator
stalking its prey. The continuous cogs and pistons
working, was barely able to keep your eye off, moving
as fast as bullet you couldn't see them for long.
A dark smell lifted into my small nostrils, it was that of fumes of the various factories that we were going to. Burning rubber was an addition to the fumes which softened but added a more horrible smell. Amongst this there was the small scent of a women's fragrance.Honking cars and screeching tyres like sandpaper
scratching metal, lifted up into my ears deafening me.
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That was very well written. You have one spelling mistake but you used such good words. Good Job. I liked how you described each sense. Well done!!
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