“The Garage” – Part 2

 

Time rewound to the past, when Ziyad was an unstoppable racer, renowned for his speed

, and professional driving. He had won hundreds of awards, always securing top position 

,and the joy of victory illuminated the faces of his team

,led by Armar, his loyal friend and first supporter

. who had stood by him every step of his journey

With each win, whether in local or breathtaking international races, Ziyad's name soared

.alongside the golden trophy, while his outfits sparkled like stars in the competitive sky

His family his wife and children embraced him with 

,pride, as he lifted them in his arms like feathers

 while applause and excitement filled the faces of his friends and the team who had given

.their all to reach this moment

Amidst this celebration, Ziyad’s eyes fell on the car he had won, as if it were bringing 

back memories of his youth. Days when he lived a modest life with his friends, venturing 

to a deserted oasis in the desert to laugh, play, and wander. There, he noticed a shiny car 

.parked afar, seemingly abandoned, untouched for a long time

Ziyad approached it, his eyes scanning every detail as if facing a rare mechanical 

masterpiece. He didn’t have the money to buy it, yet his curiosity and admiration drew

 him closer. As he gazed, an old man suddenly appeared and 

: asked sharply

“What do you want, young man?”

Ziyad stepped back slightly, wary of an awkward encounter. But the man, as if reading 

his thoughts, asked another question that made his 

:heart skip

 “Do you want it?”

: Without hesitation, Ziyad replied calmly

  “.Yes”

Then he suddenly remembered he had no money 

:and added

“...But… I don’t have any money”

: Before he could finish, the man placed the keys on the car and said, stepping away

 “.It’s yours”

The man vanished suddenly when Ziyad turned, leaving no trace, like a mirage, leaving 

him stunned before an extraordinary mechanical masterpiece, a car that seemed to 

.possess a soul of its own

Ziyad’s friends, who had been looking for him, found him standing there holding the 

keys. They stared in astonishment, wondering where he had gotten such a treasure Ziyad

 only offered a small smile, knowing that this car would change his life

He got into the car, turned on the music, and drove with astonishing fluidity, weaving 

.from curve to curve with a speed and elegance that seemed to pause time for a moment

 Then the roar of the engine swept through the area, louder than anything he had ever

 heard. Despite its apparent simplicity, the car radiated an aura of luxury, like a

 masterpiece of the finest design, holding a secret that inspired both awe and fear 

.with every press of the pedals

He quickly returned to his friends, who shared in the joy of discovery, and they began 

cleaning, polishing, and repairing any old parts. With each repair, their dreams took

 shape: forming a racing team, embracing challenges, and winning 

.together

Days passed, and after many attempts, supported by his friends’ trust, the day finally 

came when someone gave them the chance to enter an official racing track. The

 competition was thrilling, full of strong competitors and their expensive cars. Yet Ziyad,

 with support from his team and the mysterious car, proved his excellence, securing first

 place with unmatched skill, every movement, turn, and pedal press bearing the mark of 

his experience and the spirit 

.of the car itself

Over time, Ziyad became a global icon, leading races, married with children. Despite all 

his wealth and countless victories, he never replaced that car. It wasn’t merely a vehicle

 it was part of his memories, a dream realized, an irreplaceable companion… but in a 

...single moment, the one that had shaped his life

 .everything was shattered