Rubbish Day (part 3) by Jude Trail For a while, Jerald allowed them to race with him side by side, speeding at nearly eighty on the newly black-topped road towards Crossville through the community of Deer Lodge. When the Honda’s wheels lost traction, it spun the car into the shoulder where it began to …
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Rubbish Day (part two)
Rubbish Day (part two) by Jude Trail There weren’t many Porsche in this condition. Ever since James Dean wrecked and killed himself in the same car, they were prize possessions and most were repainted, reupholstered, and otherwise ruined by zealous owners in an attempt to copy the car Dean drove on that fateful day. Jerald …
Rubbish Day
Rubbish Day: part 1 from the storming and suffering thoughts of: Jude Trail Jerald watched the quick little Honda in his rear view mirror as it weaved dangerously through traffic. Twice the boy behind the wheel cut in front of the cars he passed too quickly, nearly hitting the drivers not paying close enough attention. …
Dirt
Dirt by Thadd Presley Hubert jumped his Huffy and felt invincible. The dirt ramp ruled. Everything was perfect. The street bully was grounded and chicken casserole would be for dinner. The next jump would break his personal record.The record was five feet, nine inches and marked with a pink chalk line. Hubert was …