Crazy Buck

When I got home, I was listening to Sweet Emotion as I put on a white floral shirt, a Stetson fedora and an overcoat. I put on my dad's metal mask, and went to the garage after packing my shit. My suitcase fit right next to the fuel cell in the trunk of the Roadrunner, and I closed and locked the trunk before I grabbed my money and left my house keys on the counter. I got in the car, started it, and left before tossing the garage door opener back into the garage. Silverstreak's sister was an undercover cop that would catch both of us, or one of us, and I wasn't going to prison. I went to the shop, where we tuned the car, and I left for the Rosewood Manor. When I arrived, I was buzzed in, and Mr. Rosewood waited on the lawn for the shotgun. "If you've come here for a fight, then you'll lose. I have my daughter under lock and key, and at the slightest whim, I'll have her killed," he sneered with a cocky grin as I parked. "I want to challenge you to a street race. If I win, then she comes back to me," I shouted. "Fine, but if I win, I kill you after you watch her die, but if you win, I'll give you half a million dollars, and my winter home in Marizona," he said with a devilish, toothy grin. "You're on, tonight," I said. "Oh, and your visit is on her hooves, she will be punished," he sneered with a laugh as I glowered at him and said, "Highway 39, ten o'clock," and I drove away.

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Crazy Buck

That night, he arrived in a red '63 Stingray with a pro touring setup. "Nice toy peasant," he jeered. "Nice penis extension dickless, you sure you're enough of a stallion to drive that piece of machinery," I retorted, causing him to glare at me. The light turned green, and he took the lead, but I didn't mis a shift, and caught him quickly. I passed him as my playlist began playing Hell Ain't A Bad Place To Be by AC/DC. He kept up, and held strong on the hard right uphill. The road was uphill, and curved slightly to the left. It leveled out as we passed under the waterfalls and hit 170 mph. There was a truck on the right lane and we drove side by side. He braked and went behind me, as I avoided an oncoming car and he followed. Another hairpin, this time to the left, and uphill. I was pushing hard, and so waz his LSX as we climbed. It leveled out and split into a six lane freeway as we passed Canterlot at 180. We dodged trucks, and I spotted a Lamborghini Gallardo struggling to keep up as we hit 190. He was slowly inching up before he had to shift gears, and I changed into seventh faster. The road straightened from a right curve, and I put my hoof all the way down, and saw a wall of flashing lights from a police road block. "Shit," I muttered. We were now playing chicken with a road block. I saw a ramp on a car carrier. I turned on the police radio on the car, and heard somepony say, "Targets locked," before noticing a helicopter. I dodged the EMP magic, but he didn't, and I took the unblocked exit before shooting past the Princesses castle and seeing more of the sky guard chasing me. I drifted a right turn and almost hit a truck. I pulled the E brake, and went down an alley to the left, and turned right before entering a tunnel. I stopped and waited before turning and going the other way, and hopping onto Route 19, a service road, to the manor.

When I arrived, I took the shotgun Silverstreak had given me, and a combat knife, before going inside, and seeing a suitcase. Inside was ten thick stacks of 100 bit bills that the band said was 50k I closed it, went outside, and put it in the back of the car before going back inside and taking the long downward stairs to my right. I shot a goon who popped out, and heard sobbing. I galloped, and burst through the door to see a torture room. Viola was standing on the tips of her hind hooves with a noose around her neck, in a straight jacket. She was blindfolded and screamed before grunting as her legs began to give out and she fell, choking. I galloped, and cut the noose before catching her and holding her as she cried. I comforted her, and saw that all but her face was bruised or peppered with welts. I removed the noose, blindfold, and straight jacket and she squeezed me tight as she cried into my shoulder. "It's over, you're free," I whispered.
We left the house, after I comforted her, and cleaned her wounds. She had packed some clothes, and took a bunch of money from the library safe, before we left.
The car screamed down the road as I raced to get across the state line.
We entered I-84 to Hoofington and that's when I saw the matte black charger catching up. I stepped on the gas, and up shifted before I began pulling away. He too sped up, then he began to catch up. Friday I'm In Love by The Cure began to play as we raced. A medium left, and he was drifting while I passed him with my car gripping the road. The road straightened out and we dodged five semi trucks before opening up. A medium right, I caught him again with the same tactic. I cut the hairpin bend by driving through the weighing station, and left him one car length behind before he caught up and we tied as we crossed the state line into Ponyvania, and he broke off. We were home free, and Viola smiled as we raced along at 202 mph.

The End
The Cure Friday I'm In Love
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