A Car Named Clyde…

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Clyde felt the wrench slip off the bolt and smack into his engine wall. He let out a low moan as Scooter said, “S..s..sor’y.”

“It’s ok Scooter, just,” Clyde took a deep breath as he pushed passed the pain. “This sucks.”

“W..w..well, if’n you you you wanna be ca..ca..correct, it blows.” Scooter snickered to himself as he wiped the oil from the shot up manifold with a handkerchief.

“Funny guy.” Clyde put up with Scooter because he was one of the best Metalsaw’s in the three state territory, but today, after the botched robbery, he just didn’t feel up to dealing with the commentary. Especially since he had lost Bonnie in the get away. “Just patch me up, ok?”

“S..s..sure thang.” Scooter wiped his brow with the oily handkerchief, smeering his face, before he went back under the hood. “B..B..Bonnie’s gon b’ fin, Clyde. Y..y..you jus’ wait an see.” Then he whispered under his breath, “It’s you I’m worried about.”

 

FFfAW 51

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R. Todd

I'm older than I think I am and younger than I feel. I'm stuck in the 80's but relevant to today (oh I hope that last part is true). I think I am more of an enigma than I really am, but somehow still confound those who try to figure me out (or they just look at me weird, so I infer that). And I really hate my first name. Husband, father, Navy Vet, cat owner (translate.. slave), wannabe writer, and all around big kid who is stuck in an adult world. Overall, I just... um.. something to something, blah blah blah. And that's all I got to say about that.

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