Just now, as I was driving home, I had a thrilling fantasy...
As the road spread in front like a slick black empty ballroom I laughed as imagination gave Alex wings.
There we were alone on the damp empty highway and suddenly, like the snap of a breaking bone, shot out wings on all the doors, and off we lifted leaving wet bumps and signs behind...
With the moon lit up like neon guiding us over roofs we shot through iced air leaving tied earthbound people behind......................:)
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Sounds more like a broomstick than a car!!!!!
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