by Ari Collins
Jutting her hip, Sheila raised the checkered flag. "Gentlemen, first to Anno Domini wins."
Speedy Marie rumbled beneath me. I stroked her chassis. "Shhh... no jealousy, now. Sheila can't match your speed, baby." She purred, satisfied.
The flag flew down and I twisted Marie's throttle, sending us lurching around the corner and into last week.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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Inspired by the Frank Black song "Speedy Marie": http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=68UP1kzcZyU
Although who knows what Frank is actually singing about.
It is stuff like this that made me originally join 50wordstory on Livejournal. This is awesome.
Thanks! God I love pulp sci-fi sometimes.
Sometimes being when it's done well. Or by me.
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