He peered across the table, not giving an inch. The right eyebrow twitched with anticipation and the heart began to pound furiously. He knew at any moment they would be upon him and that he would be fighting for his very bloody life. Terms of endearment would not suffice, nor would his wit and seamlessly endless charm….
Then his screaming DB9, flinging itself down the contorted road, began to skid swiftly out of control. Sliding tires screeched and hearts being swallowed mightily were no match for the careening car wreck. Mountains claim little on the few whom do not survive the decent at such speed. Going beyond one’s ability always entails certain risks and can lead to fatal results…
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