The red Porsche was already moving faster than the posted speed limit, but Alan didn’t care as he pressed the accelerator to the floor. He wanted to see what the stolen car could do along the vacant flats of the Mohave Desert.
Alan saw the briefest flash of black and white of a California Highway Patrol vehicle, as he raced by pushing 190-miles an hour. He’d caught the officer flat-footed.
Ten minutes later, Alan checked the rear-view mirror and saw the cop – a mere red-and-blue dot. Alan also admired himself in the same mirror before losing control, crashing, killing himself.
The Old Blog in the Desert 
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