Bardiche
Really Really Experienced
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(Need one female. PM me if interested)
Mike had done many dangerous things in his life, but none more dangerous than this last thing. He could not see it as a mistake though. It was the right thing to do. It was right for Mike. The men that was after him saw it different though. He thought he had shaken them of his tail. He hoped he had shaken them. He looked in the rear view mirror of the Volvo S40 he had stolen an hour ago. All he saw was the darkness of the night. No cars in sight. It didn't mean they weren't after him though. Mike knew these people well. After what he stole they would chase him to hell and back.
The road he drove on pretty much led to nowhere. Not exactly but it would take a very long time until he reached Las Vegas. He held approximately 80 mph. He did not dare to drive faster as the road had some nasty turns and he had almost crashed a while back. He wiped his eyes that was dry of tiredness with his left hand. Then he reached down to the passenger seat and grabbed the Beretta lying there. He opened the glove department and placed the gun there.
When he looked up at the road again he saw the turn come quickly and he braked and took the turn skillfully just to see a figure in white appearing right in front of him.
"Holy shit." He muttered and braked harder and tried to maneuver the car to the side. He almost made it but the car started to slide sideways and two of the wheels left the ground. For a while he thought the car would catapult but with the screech of tires the car suddenly stood still on all four wheels.
He sighed of relief and let go of the steering wheel. He felt the sweat break out on his forehead now that the danger was over. He opened the door and stepped out on the road. Who the hell was that he thought as he scanned around. Just some feet from him a woman rose from the ground. She was in a white wedding dress and absolutely beautiful. Mike just stared at her in disbelief. This must be the most strange sight this road had ever seen.
Mike had done many dangerous things in his life, but none more dangerous than this last thing. He could not see it as a mistake though. It was the right thing to do. It was right for Mike. The men that was after him saw it different though. He thought he had shaken them of his tail. He hoped he had shaken them. He looked in the rear view mirror of the Volvo S40 he had stolen an hour ago. All he saw was the darkness of the night. No cars in sight. It didn't mean they weren't after him though. Mike knew these people well. After what he stole they would chase him to hell and back.
The road he drove on pretty much led to nowhere. Not exactly but it would take a very long time until he reached Las Vegas. He held approximately 80 mph. He did not dare to drive faster as the road had some nasty turns and he had almost crashed a while back. He wiped his eyes that was dry of tiredness with his left hand. Then he reached down to the passenger seat and grabbed the Beretta lying there. He opened the glove department and placed the gun there.
When he looked up at the road again he saw the turn come quickly and he braked and took the turn skillfully just to see a figure in white appearing right in front of him.
"Holy shit." He muttered and braked harder and tried to maneuver the car to the side. He almost made it but the car started to slide sideways and two of the wheels left the ground. For a while he thought the car would catapult but with the screech of tires the car suddenly stood still on all four wheels.
He sighed of relief and let go of the steering wheel. He felt the sweat break out on his forehead now that the danger was over. He opened the door and stepped out on the road. Who the hell was that he thought as he scanned around. Just some feet from him a woman rose from the ground. She was in a white wedding dress and absolutely beautiful. Mike just stared at her in disbelief. This must be the most strange sight this road had ever seen.
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