Vaunivor
RPM
Sigil
Kuro
Boston Bridge
Arty Fox
ImagineTheStarsHunter laughed at what Jareth had said. "Really? So it's okay for him to go after every girl who he sees but I finally go for one person who even somewhat udnerstands what I am goign through and I AM THE BAD GUY?!" Ya, maybe kissing Adelisa wasn't the best of choices, But Amelia and Grant were being ass holes about the situation first! He places some change on the bar counter. "I'm done with this shit. Fuck you all!" He stormed off to the parking lot, grabbing the keys to his El Camino. Took him a moment to unlock the door and cram the keys into the ignition but he got it.
After several turns of the starter the car rang to life, before anything could stop he he gunned it into reverse. He shifted the El Camino into drive and gunned it, he didn't care what was going on, he just needed to get away for a while. He was so pissed off about the situation he didn't notice the grinding the car made as he shifted gears, or the ping the car made as it went over the curb. Nor did he notice his own reaction times slowing down.
He made it onto a back road where he could keep the acceleration going, he went from 40-50, then 55, 60, 65, just kept going faster, the rush from accelerating is what made him feel better right now. 75, 80, 85, the old car started to grind more and more, 95, 100, 105. The engine was old and poorly maintained, if one was paying attention the strain of the engine could be heard, If one was to press on the brakes they would notice they were failing as the brake fluid was leaking out, if one was to pull the emergency brake they would also notice it wasn't in good enough condition to stop the car at its speed.
The right rear tire was the first to go, *BOOM* It exploded forcing the car into a skid, before Hunter could react the car was on its side. he felt the force of the metal door against his arm as the car raised from the side into the air, then on the other side. The car did several more flips before coming to a stop back on all four wheels. Hunter lay motionless, blood running down his head and arm, and the seat belt holding him in, one of the few things that actually still worked in the old thing.
After several turns of the starter the car rang to life, before anything could stop he he gunned it into reverse. He shifted the El Camino into drive and gunned it, he didn't care what was going on, he just needed to get away for a while. He was so pissed off about the situation he didn't notice the grinding the car made as he shifted gears, or the ping the car made as it went over the curb. Nor did he notice his own reaction times slowing down.
He made it onto a back road where he could keep the acceleration going, he went from 40-50, then 55, 60, 65, just kept going faster, the rush from accelerating is what made him feel better right now. 75, 80, 85, the old car started to grind more and more, 95, 100, 105. The engine was old and poorly maintained, if one was paying attention the strain of the engine could be heard, If one was to press on the brakes they would notice they were failing as the brake fluid was leaking out, if one was to pull the emergency brake they would also notice it wasn't in good enough condition to stop the car at its speed.
The right rear tire was the first to go, *BOOM* It exploded forcing the car into a skid, before Hunter could react the car was on its side. he felt the force of the metal door against his arm as the car raised from the side into the air, then on the other side. The car did several more flips before coming to a stop back on all four wheels. Hunter lay motionless, blood running down his head and arm, and the seat belt holding him in, one of the few things that actually still worked in the old thing.