Ȕber-pumped, Fangio’s poised in the driver’s seat. His foot’s on the accelerator ready for blast off! Mightn’t have a licence but this is the Dodge Em’s.
What a misnomer! Although the sign states: NO BUMPING, we’re all out to crash.
Caught up in “The Siblings’ Revenge!” my husband and I fight on opposing sides.
Disco lights flash. The hunt begins. Where are they? A hunter stalking his prey, he was born to crash!
Bang! Got them! Again! Again! Again!
“Yahoo!” We’re in the zone… until retaliation hit.
Adventure over, we’re laughing like a bunch of crooks!
March 23, 2016 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write an adventure, experienced or witnessed. Explore your own ideas about what makes an adventurous spirit. Is it in the doing? Does standing witness count, and if so, how? Be adventurous!
Respond by March 29, 2016 to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here. All writers are welcome!
Yesterday, we went to the Royal Sydney Easter Show and had the best time ever. I will never forget our ride on the Dodge Ems where I teamed up with my son and my husband teamed up with Miss.
My son and I chased them round the track like a crazed stalker. He was driving and a couple of times, I actually grabbed the wheel and tried to get up out on the edge where he could actually drive. He wasn’t interested. Just wanted to crash…especially into Dad and his sister. She was just as bad. The looks on their faces were quite priceless…grinning from ear to ear with the most fiendish smiles. They just loved being legalised villains. All the other drivers were the same. We all just wanted to crash.
I laughed so much my face hurt. Much more fun than driving a stupid car and you don’t need a licence!
This is my second flash fiction this week. After writing about the personification of fear on the rollercoaster, I wanted to write about a happy adventure. Take the topic a different direction.
Hope you’ve had a Happy and Blessed Easter!