Fourteen roe deer spotted. At fifteen, stop for chow. Longest haul, thought Kirkpatrick.
Almost Land’s End to John O’ Groats. Stay awake! This drop for the bonus. Beside him, 500 for Danny’s holiday.
Working sixteen gears, climbing. "Dawn Raider to Betty Boop?"
Silence. CB radio still wards off the howling wolves.
"Betty Boop, hungry belly?"
"10-4, Boop, pitstop Corncrake Alley."
"10-4 Raider."
After the top, gathering pace, blinding light in the mirror, Kirkpatrick loses the steering.
On full impact, eyeballs the deer spinning up, hooves smash the windscreen.
Wheels spinning above him, gasoline dripping, he watches $50 notes drifting downstream.
Almost Land’s End to John O’ Groats. Stay awake! This drop for the bonus. Beside him, 500 for Danny’s holiday.
Working sixteen gears, climbing. "Dawn Raider to Betty Boop?"
Silence. CB radio still wards off the howling wolves.
"Betty Boop, hungry belly?"
"10-4, Boop, pitstop Corncrake Alley."
"10-4 Raider."
After the top, gathering pace, blinding light in the mirror, Kirkpatrick loses the steering.
On full impact, eyeballs the deer spinning up, hooves smash the windscreen.
Wheels spinning above him, gasoline dripping, he watches $50 notes drifting downstream.
