He was smiling wide, speeding along the town's streets, more on the straightaways so he could go faster, let her feel the wind whip her clothes about, feel the engine roar beneath her. He turned his head just slightly, enough to yell, "You all right?"
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Date: 2008-08-21 11:53 pm (UTC)