Dark purple bruises lay permanent under his eyes; however, it is of no concern to him, he is leader, and there is no time for sleep in this operation. Next to him Bumi is shifting in his seat already fast asleep, but the book still remains clutched tightly in his hands and held close to his chest. The lack of sleep doesn’t bother him anymore, it’s what he sees in the night that does; especially way out out here in the desert where the winding rocks seem to sway and dance. Ghost clutches the steering wheel to the point where his fists turn white and excellerates on the gas, propelling them further into the night. Perry Lovell was born with a stolen silver spoon in his mouth.
Soon after that, the man jumped out the car, out of nowhere I felt two hands grab both of my weak arms and pulled me out of the van. This time I was going without a fight, I jerked around and struggled, twisting my body, trying so hard so at least get my hands free from the firm grip of the two people who had pulled me out of the van. I was screaming throw the cloth that was around my mouth and tears that soaked the blindfold. As I struggled more the two people that had me by the arm there grips were getting tighter and tighter around my arms trying to keep their grip on me. It was pointless they were much bigger than me and I was so weak, although I had a lot of energy I just couldn 't escape their grip.
He made it! I look up to see red taillights and a green car. I smashed the breaks unbelievable hard that I felt like my foot was going through the bottom of the car. My arms outstretched to the steering wheel. My mind going blank.
Every second there was a huge bump or pothole in the road so our heads were slamming against the side of the van. At one point the van in front of us got stuck in a pile of mud, so we had to sit on this hill with our emergency brake on while the driver of our van helped the other one. Have you ever got stuck on a rollarcoaster in the middle of the most anxious part? The part where you're almost at the top of the upclimb but then boom, you come to a total stop. Think about this situation just like that.
I instantly started to panic and banged on the roof of wherever I was. T,o my surprise it flew open and I sat up to notice I was in the trunk of a car in the back alley somewhere in the middle of Mexico. I got up out of the trunk and walked down the street into a sketchy building and everyone gave me a weird glare. I ran into the bathroom and looked at my face. I was bleeding badly out of the right corner of my cheek and had bumps and bruises all over my face.
Everything had evolved into artwork. Footsteps interrupted Chayton’s admiration and without hesitation, he made a fast exit. As he stumbled down a crumbling staircase he could hear someone struggling to follow him. He emerged from the building sweating bullets. Jumping into his car, he escaped with the only thing that mattered.
After I first got over the shock that it was truly him; dreamy and delicious behind those mirrored shades, it was obvious what I had to do. I shoved him in my car, slammed the door, and drove away. As I zoomed around the streets of Paris, beside me dozing was the one and only bad boy tennis superstar. And, I know what you’re thinking: of course I activated the child-locks so he couldn’t fall out or escape! My hands were shaking and my heart was racing.
The mud flew everywhere. The mud coming off of my tires rained down all over my Jeep. The water came up to brush guard height on my Jeep. I had to turn my windshield wipers on so that I could see. The motor roared and the tires struggled for traction.
The car crashers into the tree beginning with kinetic energy which is soon converted into sound, heat, wave and kinetic energy. Heat energy creates friction when the car skids as the driver tries to dodge the tree at the last second. When the engine gets crumpled back towards the passenger compartment it also has heat energy which causes friction. Sound energy is created when the car hit the tree and also when it skids across the road. Wave energy is produced when the car collides with the tree which causes the metal parts of the car to crumple causing a wave of impact throughout the car.
I awoke on the road beside my truck, right ear ringing as I propped myself up on my left elbow. Bo, Jim, and Bert were sitting around me in different states of recline. "What the heck was that about?" I yelled at Bo, realizing my mistake as the ringing increased to a high-pitched whine as I spoke. My right hand immediately cupped the offending area.
A crackling voice answers. *** The dusty road had never seen asphalt. The uneven terrain tests the grip of the tyres. I drive carefully to keep the usually noisy Labradors in the back of the white ute asleep. The antenna waves around as the car swings from left to right.
I quickly got into the vehicle, my husband sensed my urgency and drove away. “You okay?” He asked me. I lit a cigarette and said “Yeah.” As tears leaked down my cheeks and smoke billowed around me and out the window. Heading down the freeway I see the “Leaving Oceanside, CA” sign and my chest tightens. I felt discomfort as we drove through the mountains and through the desert.
The bullets flew through the passenger side window and missed William’s head by millionths of an inch. One of the rounds nicked his helmet. Through the night vision goggles, William saw a man jump from the back of the van into the driver’s seat and try to start the ignition. William quickly flicked the switch from full-auto to semi-auto on his rifle. He fired one round clean through the driver’s head.
IW notes she gets a purplish hue to her hands after driving and when her neck pain increases. IW complains of increased headaches in general all over her head. IW states she continues to use her cervical stimulator 100% of the time unless she is driving. IW also complains of fatigue, double vision/eye pain/blurring, earache/decreased hearing/hoarseness/difficulty