posted on Apr, 9 2023 @ 04:46 PM
A car gets you there faster. We have the fuel you need but drive safely.
Hey dude, do you know how fast my car is, it's faster than yours?
Hah, want to bet? See you at 8 this evening at the entrance of the abandoned motor factory.
Shirley put on her mini skirt and boots. The guys are drinking and you feel it's a wild summer evening of odors and sweat. The crows aren't scary at
all and you can hear sirens coming from the city.
Two piles of $2.000 they agreed on are handed over and they both looked the smartest. Nowhere Bob is going to make it and the car door is slammed
closed. Yea, Shirley knows how to wave a flag. Dust rises on the trails from the technology they want to make money with. Time is relative but it only
took a few seconds. A bad road, pieces of metal sticking out of a pile of scrap at the side of it and a blowout. The flesh is so weak. The winner
loses.
Shirley's leggs and a dusty road were about the last things Timmy saw, but hey, that's science.
THE END
edit on Sun Apr 9 2023 by DontTreadOnMe because: (no reason given)