rekindle

I may have seen one of the 547 Buick GNXs ever produced last week. It is possible that the car was a clone, or a Grand National with the aftermarket fender vents (they were only stock in the GNX). Whatever it was, it was beautiful and evil.

It slowed down and stopped at a green light. I wondered why for a fraction of a second. Just as I thought “I bet he’s gonna-,” the back tires lit up. Then there was nothing left but a white cloud in the air and two black stripes on the ground.

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Some frog once said (and I forget the French), "Think a lot, speak little, and write nothing down."

steppin' out

ManRay tonight.