From a distance I could hear the roar of engines… I thought it might be a race, or a small chase but the sound wasn’t constant enough, and there wasn’t a track for miles.  I’m normally not a motorhead but it might have been all the shining chrome or all the funny faces that were painted on the cars that drew my attention.  There was something for everyone… until the rain started to fall and then like thunder in the sky the pack reared up scattered for shelter.

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