Colin drove towards town at full throttle.
He was shocked that those bimbos got a cop of all people! He was afraid of being their next victim! He felt utterly alone! Admist all of these feelings... he felt like he was forgetting something. But what was he forgetting?
He sniffed the air and caught a whiff of something... a rather familiar something.
"What smells like... gas." Colin said as his pupils shrunk to pinpricks.
He turned his head to see the pump hose trailing behind the bike and leaking all over the road. The nozzle was still in the bike's gas tank!
"Oh shit!" Colin yelled as he hopped off the bike.
The gamer rolled as the bike kept on going and crashed into a nearby bush before a spark caused it to burst into flames.
"Oh crap!" Colin yelled as he ran for it.
His heart pounded like a drum as his footsteps pounded against the asphalt. The fire behind him was engulfin the dry desert brush growing by the side of the road.
"Gotta keep going... g-gotta keep going... *huff, huff* gotta.... keeeeeeeep... gooooooiiiing..." Colin panted as he fell to the ground and felt the searing pain of his burning skin splitting open as the fire swallowed him up.
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Game Over: Lesson to be learened... speed kills.