To Hell in a Handbasket (2012)
“She screamed, “Look out!”
Judy jumped up next to her. “Nail-It!”
Roger’s chair fell over with a loud clang as he shoved himself to his feet.
Boyd jerked his head up but had no time to react before the black SUV rammed him. Arms flailing, his body was catapulted over the hood.
Claire tensed, almost as if she had been hit, too. She gaped in horror at the scene unfolding in slow motion before her.
Beside her, Judy gasped. Her hand flew to her mouth.
The SUV jolted to a stop....
Boyd slid off the side of the hood and slammed to the ground.
The vehicle started moving again. Its rear tire ran over Boyd’s groin with a sickening crunch. Once free of Boyd’s body, the rear tires spun on the slick street, spewing crystals of brown ice on his still form. All four tires caught, and the SUV shot down the street, with the dark silhouette of the driver inside sitting stone-still.MoreLess
Judy jumped up next to her. “Nail-It!”
Roger’s chair fell over with a loud clang as he shoved himself to his feet.
Boyd jerked his head up but had no time to react before the black SUV rammed him. Arms flailing, his body was catapulted over the hood.
Claire tensed, almost as if she had been hit, too. She gaped in horror at the scene unfolding in slow motion before her.
Beside her, Judy gasped. Her hand flew to her mouth.
The SUV jolted to a stop....
Boyd slid off the side of the hood and slammed to the ground.
The vehicle started moving again. Its rear tire ran over Boyd’s groin with a sickening crunch. Once free of Boyd’s body, the rear tires spun on the slick street, spewing crystals of brown ice on his still form. All four tires caught, and the SUV shot down the street, with the dark silhouette of the driver inside sitting stone-still.MoreLess
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