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Engine Braking (Free verse) by INTRANSIT

I love a long down grade listening to the wind the cooling fan makes while tach and speed align, freeze.

sliver 14-Dec-07/10:16 PM
Then the air brakes
Staining to hold the load
As the curve looms
Incidius asphalt
Dying to kill
Hot brakes
Nothing but a jake
Standing between me and death
Untill salvation arises
A sign
Runaway ramp ahead
Fuck it
The altenative is death




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