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Midnight burning asphalt.

The moon bright. Clouds linger like
a lazy cat
in the shadows.

Tires slip a piss lipped squelch.
Darkness races by as the machine
pulls another gear. Full throttle,
the tach redlines and the engine hums.

A curve beckons in the distance.
Another narrow strip of roadway.
Oil slick on the glass black turn.
Yellow needlemarks divide
the flow like a bulletflash in the night.

Hell under the tread, tripping gravel,
gripping slick, burning closer to the edge.

Wrong way through oncoming traffic.
Rocks fly, headlights swerve through the night.
A quick tap of brake lights and the machine is
lost in a ghostly red along a lonely curve -

Branches whip by.
The sound of bending steel.
Windows shatter.
The frame buckles. Dirt explodes along the hood.
Tires rupture. Settling
debris.

No occupants inside.