Read the passage. excerpt from Big Red

I got a phone call the other day from the lawyer. Big Red was waiting for me. It was time.

My father loved that car. A 1969 Chevy Camaro. One of a kind—Big Red, he called it. It was strong, powerful—he spent every moment he could working on it. I couldn’t imagine him without Big Red. I remember him picking me up from school, the engine growling, the smell of smoke and diesel. In a world of quaint minivans and practical sedans, it was a dragon, red wings blazing as it tore down the highway and off into the unknown. I was a bit embarrassed then. Why couldn’t he just be like the other dads, button-down shirts and office jobs included? But he couldn’t be tamed, and neither could his car—together, they were a modern version of Alexander the Great and Bucephalus, out to conquer the world. He had a lead foot, and, in the midst of a quiet suburban cul-de-sac, he pressed down on the accelerator and let it roar. A proud man, a proud car.

For a good part of my childhood, I resented that big, bold hunk of metal that just didn’t fit in. But, it was impossible to resist the pull of Big Red. And, when I sat in the driver’s seat and turned the ignition, I found a piece of myself, just as my dad had, hidden under the hood. My father’s legacy, my legacy, out on the open road.

Answer the questions below:

1. List two sensory details the author uses to bring the story to life. (2pts)

2. Explain how the imagery in the second paragraph affects the mood of the text? (8pts)

3. Explain and use the text to give concrete evidence of the author using an extended metaphor to compare the car, which is one of a kind, and his father, who was a rebel. (10pts)