Ignition, clockwise..
an overwhelming gush of torque
that engulfs with much gust;
dashboard screams illumination,
all twelve cylinders aflame
Intoxicated by such lux,
lush with finest technology,
I deftly maneouvre
onto lost highway
and accelerate towards the sun
A contest entry
- Image Inspiration #5 by Grey Mouser.
425 points, ended March 10, 2007, 25 entries
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With tires squeeling as the pedal gets mashed to the floorboard. Pressed back into the seat, the power takes over lifting the soul into the sky.
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Be well and be blessed,
Mouser
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