Moving experience.

This story is about my yonger brother.

One day we played together outside.
Maybe I was 10 years old and he was 8 years old.
After that, we went back home while competing which could pedal a bicycle earlier.
Now I think that we were foolish.
I was winning the competition and was pedalling earlier than him.
When we went across the road, my brother almost collided with one car.
The car stopped just barely on time so he was safe.
The driver got off the car but we became scary, and ran away without apology.

We arrived at home and parked our bicycles in front of our house.
And then we were watching TV.
Long time after, There was a ring at the door and the driver came my house.
He worried about my brother so he looked for us for a long time.
He found our bicycles which parked in front of our house.
And he said to my brother "Are you all right?"
My mother apologized to him for our behavior and felt emotion.
We were sorry that we ran away that time and we were impressed.

I thought that I want to become a person like him when I grow up.