He stomped the accelerator to the floor and the car took off with a wild shriek as both the electric motors and hydrogen engine kicked in together. Right now he didn’t care if there was a shred of rubber left on his new tires by the time he reached home.
Even in the midst of his worry, he felt the exhilaration of reckless abandonment to the engines roar as he swerved to pass a car blocking his way and narrowly missed a garbage truck parked at the curb. He hadn’t driven like this since he was a foolish teenager. The look of disappointment his father had given him then was far worse than his punishment. Unlike most of those around him, he’d never been much of a believer in all the many religions, but if there was an afterlife, he’d bet his father would understand this time.
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Motel 666, Page 8
Posted by : Don on
Saturday, May 9, 2009
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