In his dreams, he revved and roared and smoked his tires on hot asphalt, jumping off the start line. He boomed through gritty, naked streets toward the finish line and white handkerchiefs waving from delicate hands.
He dreamed because he could...because that was all he had left.
April 5th, 2022
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