The car yanked sideways, narrowly missing a van; and then it flew up an exit ramp, starting to slow down, but still traveling faster than it should have been traveling.
At the top of the ramp, the car turned onto a two lane black top, nearly rolling over when it made the turn. The tires squealed, leaving white smoke in its wake.
Mike, who no longer had control of the car, looked over at Vin, who was looking at him.
They both turned back to the windshield when the car started to slow, and then it coasted to a stop in front of a sign that read Florida Everglades . . . to be continued next Sunday at 6 A.M. Did you miss a post? Check out the Category “Tales from the Blog” in order to catch up. Have a great Sunday.