One Word: Chrome
It was bright yellow, with a black convertible top. Chrome wheels and chrome around the headlights. She couldn’t wait to drive it off the lot. She closed the door, put on her seatbelt and breathed in the new car smell. She pulled out of the parking lot, adjusting the radio as the eighteen wheeler shifted to another gear.
Them gods in DeeWorld certainly be ravenous.
It’s the times LOL – my mood seems to poke through…have been feeling a bit like I’ve been run over by a truck myself!