Tires screech as the wheels of the car coming toward you stop moving. The drivers right foot is planted heavily on the brakes which are doing nothing to slow down what is surely going to be a costly collision. In this split second of dramatic action the clarity of thought is like a still glass of water. Time and motion lose their usual synchronicity, everything moving so fast is now moving so slow. Your decisions and judgments are considered as if in a jury room.
You see the white of his eyes and skin stretched over his knuckles as he grips the steering wheel tightly desperately trying to wrench his soon to be heavily damaged vehicle off it's inevitable collision course.
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Time of death : 21:31
I was simply just playing around with a different kind of writing. There really wasn't any direction or point to this at all, I just wanted to see what I could do. The actual inspiration came from a near miss the day before when I was out in Wales with my Girlfriend.
A car traveling way too fast for the small country road came around the corner behind us only to find that we were all but stationary behind a slow moving farm tractor. In my review mirror I watched as the driver stood on the brakes and headed off the road in a cloud of tyre smoke onto a grass verge.