I had a drone. It was like a helicopter but with four propellers. Drones can usually go about twenty for thirty miles and hour. But mine could go almost a hundred! It was because I had installed another propeller on it, so that’s how it got so fast. Then I added a parachute in case the battery ran out mid-flight. It would catch the air and wouldn’t crash. It was very cool. There was also a mini machine gun on top of the drone. It was an anti-kiara gun, and would shoot high pressure air at the enemy. This was very useful. It was so strong, from five hundred yards away, it could make a straight hole in titanium. The machine gun was so epic, it could shoot a five hundred rounds in five seconds! That would definitely destroy the enemy quickly. The drone could fly for almost an hour, way longer that the other drones. That was on sports mode. On regular mode, it could fly for five and a half hours. It was pretty cool. Also, It could do flips even with the camera on! Since other drones’ cameras weigh a lot, they aren’t able to do aerobatics. But mine could, because it had such strong propellers. One day, I was flying The Epic Drone, as I called it, and was taking a video of some RC airplanes. Since it was in a drone, everything was way bigger, and it look like the RC airplanes were really 737’s. But there were restrictions for drones flying over from the FAA saying that drones or RC airplane couldn’t go over 400 feet. Then the pilot’s crashed their airplanes on purpose so it looked like an airplane crash. I landed the drone, and the pilots of the airplanes payed me each a hundred dollars for the video. I gave them the video on a flash drive, and walked back downtown. I did some aerobatic flying, and a crowd of spectators crowded around me asking questions. I answered all of them and walked home, with the drone in my custom made backpack just for carrying my drone. After I got home I turned on the stove, and cooked some shrimp flavored ramen with boiled eggs, and some orange juice. The reason I call it “ramen” is because ramen means noodles in japan. It makes absolutely no sense to call it “noodles noodles”. I feed my cat, Sasha, and eat my delicious food. Then I went upstairs, turned on the flight simulator, and switched the airplane to a Learjet. (I was very experienced with turboprop, single prop, and jets). The Flight simulator was so realistic, it had motors that shook the airplane seat if there was a strong wind. I took off from Lexington and flew to Lunken Airport in Ohio, which took about 45 minutes. I took break, and then took off again and flew back to Lexington. I got off the flight simulator after an hour, and realized that the construction crew was outside working on the electrical wire. I set up a table, got out the deep fryer, and started selling doughnuts, french fries, hot dogs, and gyros. I made a hundred and three dollars off of just that, and then, I went inside, took a shower, and went to sleep. The next day, I woke up, prayed Fajr, feed Sasha breakfast, and ate some leftover ramen noodles and boiled eggs. It was so delicious, I almost broke my back. After that, I brushed my teeth and got dressed. Then I started my work. Three hours later, my work was all done. I had finished math, writing, Rosetta Stone, and piano. I went outside, set up my table, and started selling donuts, french fries, hot dogs, gyros, and ale-8s ( A ginger flavored soft drink sold only in Kentucky) to the construction crew. After about an hour, I had made seventy-five dollars. Not as much as yesterday, but it was a lot of money!