*SCREEEEEECH*

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*BOOOOOOOM*

"Ugggghhhh" Ben grabs his own head and tries to gather what is going on around him.

All around him are flames and humanoid figures as he tries to come to grips with his surroundings.

Struggling to get up he stumbles "most definitely a concussion" he mumbles to himself and everything is still very blurred and muted

He remembers a race him and Tony were in, down the mountain side tight turns and small roads. He passed Tony and gave him a smug look as he rounds the bend in his suped up Mazda. The look of breif anger in Tony's eyes as we look at each other as I pass, followed quickly by resignation and then fear slowly morphing into horror.

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I snap my head quickly to the road in front of me, a pair of motorcycles passing into out lane trying to pass a very scared family in a SUV as we come barreling down the mountain.

I swerved out of the way narrowly missing the SUV, and then slam my e-brake to spin me just enough to eye the needle between both bikers. Unfortunately my luck ends there as another motorcycle was tailgating the SUV and in my way, I saw the sidecar with the kid starring at me with nothing but fear in her eyes. I bank hard right and break as hard as I can but I still end up sending my car off the side of the cliff as otherwise there would be a very dead group of people that I turned into my very own suicide as I knew I didn't have the power or ability to stop in time before I hit the barrier and with the speed me and Tony were going I went right on through it. Well atleast I knew I kinda deserved it, street racing being illegal and going down the mountain was a death wish still it was a death wish me and Tony signed up for and i essnt about to co-sign anyone else into our little pact, so in a way I'm satisfied.

Well at least I get to enjoy my last moments of life airborne.

Those were my last thoughts as struggle and fail to get up, and as the pain finally decides to register I see blurry figures approach. Well at least I know I survived. I hope Tony is OK as well as everyone else I narrowly missed. As the pain comes back with vengeance I let myself fall unconscious as there is little I could do to help and now with even a little hope I'll be able to survive.