The Last Nukyi: Fear Cosmic Annihilation Page 13
by Paul Bagnell
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Tom selected some classic radio, buckled on his seatbelt, and pulled away from the curb en route for home. He entered the expressway; traffic was light. A car sped past, another raced up to his rear bumper as he attempted to change lanes to avoid a fatal incident; but he carelessly lost sight of the shoulder and veered off the slippery pavement and plunged down a grassy embankment; the vehicle rested on its roof; its wheels rotated to a full stop. Then there was a dead silence that hung in the misty air.