1970 Roadrunner - again
There was a jog in the highway ahead as the road curved to the left and then back to the right. I took the inside of those curves and slid the car through them. I had finally reached the edge of town. The pursuit vehicles were so far behind me that I couldn't see them now. The two curves put me on a different line of sight.
On the Northern edge of Seward lies a cemetery with lots of trees around it and an intersecting country road just beyond. It suddenly occurred to me that this could be my getaway route. I flipped the headlights off as I approached the intersection and hit the brakes. CRAP!!! My brake lights seemed to light up the entire county! The brakes locked and I slid through the intersection at close to 100 mph. As it whizzed by I nailed the throttle again. I would have to hit the brakes sooner if I was going to turn off.
