this is a new post you've all been waiting for, and I won't disappoint, here is the very beginning of my other book that will end up being a trilogy so expect many posts in future.
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this book is titled
It was a really dark night with no moon, fog hung thickly across a rarely used highway as a silver and blue BMW thundered down it blowing past a sign, the vision of a man who had been wronged so many times that he couldn’t count, it read; Canyon City 52 miles.
Looking through the windshield and listening to the deep muscled sound coming from the tailpipes; a throaty symphony of notes and whine of a supercharger accompanied with an awe inspiring bass riff, which sounded like a classic muscle car.
He contemplated how he had gotten himself into this mess, and for a second contemplated simply running away.
No, running away was not an option, he was in really deep shit and he was going to get himself out, too many a racer had taken the cowards way out, leaving it all behind just for some peace and quiet and give the madness up before they went mad themselves.
He was going to stay with this to the very end.
Not that he had a choice.