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The car swerved around the sharp bend giving a narrow miss to the on-coming bus.
Speeding out of the darkness, oblivious to what's ahead. Headlights, flickering off and on as it raced down the road at high speed.
As if to give a warning to any unsuspecting pedestrians, attempting to cross the road, the sounds of sirens can be heard in the distance but, drawing ever closer .
Its Saturday night usually very busy as it's the weekend, clubs, restaurants, pubs etc, are open. Inviting to all revellers, party goers and people in general, just out to have a good time and let their hair down.
But, time has put a hold on the evening's entertainment for now. The crowds suddenly sense danger heading their way, concerned for their safety, people step back into the shadows away from the road.
All eyes by now, looking in the direction of the screeching tyres against the tarmac. The car flies past, the driver looking desperately as if he's trying to evade capture.
For what reason we are not sure. Could it be a joy rider, boy racer, drunk driver, robber etc?
One thing for sure, many deaths on the roads are caused through recklessness.
The police and their sirens now in the distance as they pass in hot pursuit of the driver "Let's hope it ends well" with no statistics I heard someone say.
© JB8860
#writcostorychallenge
The car swerved around the sharp bend giving a narrow miss to the on-coming bus.
Speeding out of the darkness, oblivious to what's ahead. Headlights, flickering off and on as it raced down the road at high speed.
As if to give a warning to any unsuspecting pedestrians, attempting to cross the road, the sounds of sirens can be heard in the distance but, drawing ever closer .
Its Saturday night usually very busy as it's the weekend, clubs, restaurants, pubs etc, are open. Inviting to all revellers, party goers and people in general, just out to have a good time and let their hair down.
But, time has put a hold on the evening's entertainment for now. The crowds suddenly sense danger heading their way, concerned for their safety, people step back into the shadows away from the road.
All eyes by now, looking in the direction of the screeching tyres against the tarmac. The car flies past, the driver looking desperately as if he's trying to evade capture.
For what reason we are not sure. Could it be a joy rider, boy racer, drunk driver, robber etc?
One thing for sure, many deaths on the roads are caused through recklessness.
The police and their sirens now in the distance as they pass in hot pursuit of the driver "Let's hope it ends well" with no statistics I heard someone say.
© JB8860
#writcostorychallenge
