Running by Adam Jeffrey

Draft Only Running The car seemed to drive itself. She spent as much time glancing up at the black rear-vision mirror as looking at the front windscreen, the white dashes vanishing past her. The road was mostly empty at this time of night. One circus-light semi-trailer. Another slow-moving car with one wonky headlight. This content...

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