I shook off some procrastination and got the first page and a half of Book 2 done. This is a bigger deal than you think!
Take a look and comment:
“Don’t hit that tree! Beth, you’re going to get us both killed!”
As I bounce around on the passenger-side of the Jeep, my partner Beth is in the driver’s seat with a white-knuckled grip on the steering wheel. The local scenery is whizzing past us at terrifying speed. Beth has the expression and determination of a cowboy riding a bucking bronco. Just before we slam into a pine tree she jerks the wheel to the left enough to avoid collision but not roll the vehicle.
“You wouldn’t take the wheel Charlotte so don’t complain about my driving! Don’t worry either, we won’t lose him.”
We’re barreling down a tree-covered hillside risking life and limb to catch the blue Range Rover thirty yards ahead of us. We’ve got to get that driver. He’s also important to the guys in the jeep fifty yards behind us. My real worry is that we’re going to end up in a ball of twisted metal at the bottom of this hill.
“Did we lose the guys in back Charlotte?”
I manage to turn my head and see a cloud of dust with a forest green Jeep in front of it, “Still coming. Did we lose the guy in front?”
Beth dodges trees and squints through the windshield at the same time. “I can’t see the car but he raised a lot of dust. I think he took a turn, hang on!”
Like I have a choice right? We hit a bump that gets us airborne for a couple of seconds. After we land, Beth makes a hard right onto what almost looks like a road. We’re now heading slightly uphill.
Beth is starting to see a finish line in her head. “We can make up some distance on this trail, I’m gonna punch it!”
Beth floors the gas and when we hit the top of the rise we immediately notice the trail ends twenty yards ahead in the form of a cliff! In that split-second Beth and I look at each other. How did I let her get me in this mess?