Shana Gomez grumbled.
Great gouts of black smoke shot skyward from the engine compartment. Soot and grease, oil and sand, all mixed on the windshield.
“Goddamnit,” she swore, as she leaned out of the Blaster’s ruined side door. Her face was soon black with oil and gritty with dust, but at least she could see the damn [...]
Posts Tagged ‘Somerset’
Stand and Deliver
July 27, 2008Why I deathrace – part III
March 10, 2008“One lap down, five entrants out, Time to make my play.”
Amy passed the lap marker and considered her position. Her armour was gone on the left, but otherwise strong. The pack was reduced, more than half the competitors had resigned. At least two of them were dead.
She was at the back of the pack, five [...]
Never look a gifthorse in the mouth
February 12, 2008Windows rattled as the dust storm outside hurled fistfuls of pebbles at the streets of Somerset.
Howard Spicer pushed hair matted with dust away from his eyes. A smear of ochre marked where his hands had moved across his perspiring face
The Vanguards had fallen on hard times since their leader died in an Arachnid ambush. Jake [...]