Petal-chan here. Sorry if this story starts out a bit slow. Trust me, it picks up later on! This is a short chapter. Sorry! Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Speed Racer, but Victory Atalanta Racer and Jamie Trotter-Wilkes are my own characters. (And some other charaters later on, too! )
June 12
When I was about eight, I asked Dad what our last name meant. It's kinda odd. You don't meet many people named 'Racer.' Dad says that it's because long ago, our family used to breed racehorses, then, when automobile racing came into fashion, we traded horses for cars. Dad says that his dad, my Grandpa, has a company that makes racecars. I don't remember. The last time I saw Grandpa Racer was when I was four, and I don't remember much from being four, except for knees. I remember people's knees. Daddy says that's because I was only about knee-high, and those were about eye-level for me. The only thing I remember about Grandpa (besides his knees, I mean) are bear hugs and Daddy telling Grandpa not to spoil me. I haven't seen them since. Dad hasn't had much time to visit. Oh well, maybe we can visit someday soon.
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