Put the radio on, search through a few pirate stations, hit upon The Boss, ‘Born To Run.’ Old school, that’ll do.

Drink of water, splash a little round my eyes, keep me alert, don’t waste too much.

Ten hours straight, enough gas for another three, then will need to find some more.

Sun dipping away behind me, headlights on.

Keep going at this pace, should get there before morning. They say there is peace and protection there. Civilisation, or at least as close as you can get to it now.

Don’t push it, don’t go over the limit, don’t attract suspicion.

Nice and steady. What’s that up ahead? Something in the road? Slow down a little.

Hell, a blockade. Handbrake yanked on, throw the wheel round, u-turn, gun the engine.

In the rear view mirror, headlights. They’re coming for me, for my car, for my gas.

Can I outrun them? The GT Falcon hasn’t failed me yet, apart from the time they took my wife and my child from me.

Floor the accelerator, drive into that disappearing ball of orange fire, leave only my trail of dust.

Written as part of Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers. The challenge is to write a flash fiction story or poem in around 175 words, based on the weekly photo prompt. Thanks as always to the challenge hosts Priceless Joy and Joe. For more information visit HERE.

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Inspired by the Mad Max film series: Wikipedia

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