Write a short story (>250 words) about a turtle who wished he could drive.
Dave the turtle was pretty upset. He spent most of his day sitting by the pier watching the metal beasts go by. The cars were big and loud, and Dave wanted to drive one. At first, he thought the loud metal beasts were terrifying. He was certain one would jump in the water and swallow him whole! But as he continued to watch, he saw the walkers open the beasts and climb in and out. They didn't seem to be swallowed, and the beasts didn't seem to have a life once the walkers were outside...

Dave made his way towards a group of the beasts. They were sitting in a line next to one another, but none were moving. 

"Hello!" Dave cried. Silence. "HELLO!" he tried again. Again, he was met with silence. 

As he made his way toward a particularly large beast, a group of walkers approached him. "Oh. My. Gosh!" one of the walkers cried. She quickly picked up Dave and led him toward a smaller beast. They got inside and the walker kept a firm hand on Dave's shell. "Let's go for a ride little dude."

Suddenly, the beast roared to life and sped off. Driving. All at once, Dave knew - he needed to drive the beast himself - and he would do anything to make that happen. 