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A car passed at speed the middle aged driver unhappy at the narrow miss. He shouted out in an abusive manner not realizing the window was open. The four youths looked at each other saying ' he'll regret that brother'. The man did realize something was wrong as the car sped away he saw them turn. What had he done who were these guys seeing their car he took another route. But they were soon  coming up behind entering a road that was tree lined. Busy traffic swerving to avoid being hit their car smashed into his rear. Then their powerful motor side swiped him hitting the now total wreck. His seat belt protecting his very life as one came at him with a knife. Trapped he could not move an inch sound of sirens could be heard. Yet the youth lunged in the open window slashing his already broken arm. Terrified he shouted out loudly again now in so much pain! Somehow getting back in their car into nowhere they went. As help arrived on the once quiet road residence coming out in force. The case months on not yet solved nobody wanted to get involved! The youths are still out there somewhere! The Foureyed Poet.
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 1:46 PM UTC
Not Realizing
A car passed at speed the middle aged driver unhappy at the narrow miss. He shouted out in an abusive manner not realizing the window was open. The four youths looked at each other saying ' he'll regret that brother'. The man did realize something was wrong as the car sped away he saw them turn. What had he done who were these guys seeing their car he took another route. But they were soon  coming up behind entering a road that was tree lined. Busy traffic swerving to avoid being hit their car smashed into his rear. Then their powerful motor side swiped him hitting the now total wreck. His seat belt protecting his very life as one came at him with a knife. Trapped he could not move an inch sound of sirens could be heard. Yet the youth lunged in the open window slashing his already broken arm. Terrified he shouted out loudly again now in so much pain! Somehow getting back in their car into nowhere they went. As help arrived on the once quiet road residence coming out in force. The case months on not yet solved nobody wanted to get involved! The youths are still out there somewhere! The Foureyed Poet.
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Apr 26, 2011
Apr 26, 2011 at 1:46 PM UTC
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