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The muzzles flash,
Hear shots in the dark.
The drivers collapse,
And foreheads slam into hard wheels.
Front ends meet concrete,
And death cries are uttered as squeals.
The gyration ceases,
The fast car in pieces.
And now with the maker they'll deal.

The shattered suspension rocks slowly as his smashed automobile comes to a grinding halt. A soft hissing sounds from the punctured radiator. The victimized driver leans over the steering wheel, slumped in the relaxation of death.

Will it never cease,
Now that it has begun?

The thoughtless aggression,
In moments of passion.

Seeing a picture,
Filled with disaster.

This mindless slaughter,
This sinister behavior,

This motorized baptismal in blood.