[Aurel]

Tabs felt the most safe when the car was at speed. 125..130, that`s when the turbo started to kick in in fourth gear...at those speeds, he knew the pirates would not even bother try stopping him. Indeed, they would not even realize someone had been driving the highway after he was far away. The lights of camp H-456 were visble far away in the desert, and Tabs realized how lucky he had been not to have any outstanding credit card debt at the time of the great collapse. When all the system went bankrupt and everyone lost their house, the banks and the Gubmit started opening forced labor concentration camps, a place where you would never want to end up...Savoring the smell of the cuban cigar and the gas fumes permating the leather seats, Tabs thanked himslef for one more day stolen to hell.

Aurel