Post by joshuachrisstoff on Sept 25, 2011 1:53:07 GMT -5
This from the same series. A prior work. Here is the same MC, solo at this stage of this work early into things.
How does he come across?
448 words.
Now I had them back in sight and I wasn’t that far behind them, I was determined to not lose them again. I had developed the knack, don’t ask me how, to watch something move ahead of me at a constant pace and distance, then make the turns it made when I am in the same spot. Sort of like a delayed magnetic parallel thingamejig. I have no idea.
Don’t lose them. Hah! That was them squelching this time. See, it is not that easy, is it? I really hope I am not saying any of this out loud. Mind you, dead or loco? Loco or dead? Let them think I am a Loco Yankee, mad as a hatter! How come hatters get such bad press? I mean millinery, that is hat making? Or is that curtain making? Good grief, I have lost them again.
Where did that bus come from? Good grief!
Flat on the ground, push the face deeper in the dirt. I hope those chocolate wrappers aren’t reflecting that buses headlights. Wirrr, wirrr. Not a diesel then, bad news if it is. Must be petrol. Give it some choke, pump the gas pedal a few times. Yes, you got it, try it now!
Wirr, coff, coff, splutter, splutter, dead. Give it more choke and step on the pedal a few more times. Hell, I should go up there and show them how to start it. Good idea. Turn the headlights off so you don’t flatten the batteries. Get it going first, then turn the lights on and don’t run over the poor yankee! Wirrr, wirrr, wirrr, coff, coff, wirrr, coff, splutter splutter, coff, wirrr, splutter, wirrr, coff, coff splutter, WHOOMFA!
Thank god for small mercies.
It fired up and all the excess fuel they got through to the muffler, exploded once it fired. They are lucky they never split the muffler from end to end. Graunch, graunch, graunch, geez, doesn’t he know what a clutch is? Finally… no… don’t change gear, you might stall it. Leave it in first and then when it is hot.. hallelujah, he got second on the first try! That lot were gone.
Time for a 360 degree at max height… nothing but an old bus with a hot exhaust pipe. Now, this track, this road must be south of the airstrip otherwise I never heard the bus pull up and I certainly didn’t walk past it and failed to see it. I am not really insane. You are only insane when you answer yourself, talking to one’s self is not there yet! I know that. Do you? Yes, I do, it is a fact I read somewhere. Really? Yes, really.
How does he come across?
448 words.
Now I had them back in sight and I wasn’t that far behind them, I was determined to not lose them again. I had developed the knack, don’t ask me how, to watch something move ahead of me at a constant pace and distance, then make the turns it made when I am in the same spot. Sort of like a delayed magnetic parallel thingamejig. I have no idea.
Don’t lose them. Hah! That was them squelching this time. See, it is not that easy, is it? I really hope I am not saying any of this out loud. Mind you, dead or loco? Loco or dead? Let them think I am a Loco Yankee, mad as a hatter! How come hatters get such bad press? I mean millinery, that is hat making? Or is that curtain making? Good grief, I have lost them again.
Where did that bus come from? Good grief!
Flat on the ground, push the face deeper in the dirt. I hope those chocolate wrappers aren’t reflecting that buses headlights. Wirrr, wirrr. Not a diesel then, bad news if it is. Must be petrol. Give it some choke, pump the gas pedal a few times. Yes, you got it, try it now!
Wirr, coff, coff, splutter, splutter, dead. Give it more choke and step on the pedal a few more times. Hell, I should go up there and show them how to start it. Good idea. Turn the headlights off so you don’t flatten the batteries. Get it going first, then turn the lights on and don’t run over the poor yankee! Wirrr, wirrr, wirrr, coff, coff, wirrr, coff, splutter splutter, coff, wirrr, splutter, wirrr, coff, coff splutter, WHOOMFA!
Thank god for small mercies.
It fired up and all the excess fuel they got through to the muffler, exploded once it fired. They are lucky they never split the muffler from end to end. Graunch, graunch, graunch, geez, doesn’t he know what a clutch is? Finally… no… don’t change gear, you might stall it. Leave it in first and then when it is hot.. hallelujah, he got second on the first try! That lot were gone.
Time for a 360 degree at max height… nothing but an old bus with a hot exhaust pipe. Now, this track, this road must be south of the airstrip otherwise I never heard the bus pull up and I certainly didn’t walk past it and failed to see it. I am not really insane. You are only insane when you answer yourself, talking to one’s self is not there yet! I know that. Do you? Yes, I do, it is a fact I read somewhere. Really? Yes, really.