Kerry is having an affair. It's a strange affair this because his wife knows about it; she even encourages it. He's dancing with his mistress now. You can see the concentration on his face. You can see what he's doing with his hands and with his feet. You can see him guiding her around and you can see her fighting him just a little, ready to slip a knife between his ribs at the slightest hesitation or miss-step from him.
I know all of this because I'm right beside him. I'm strapped into a hard-shell Kevlar racing seat that I'm too big for, and my helmet is jammed up against his mistress's roll cage. I can feel every broken rib that I've had over the years as he powers around the corners of Pukekohe. His woman is quite prepared to hurt me without compunction it seems. I can hear her howling as she winds up on the back supra tk society white perf straight, I notice her trying to tear my liver out and snap my neck as Kerry stands her on her nose coming up to the hairpin.
This woman is dangerous. Even from the passenger seat you can feel the weight of her engine hanging way way out
My mind flashes back to my first meeting with Kerry. I remember seeing the fire in his eyes swell when he talks about his Porsche.
"Ah young Skywalker, never must you turn your back to a woman such as this"
‘I understand master'
"mmmMMMmm perhaps young Skywalker perhaps. Never must you ease your right foot back when under power in a corner… mmMMMmmm, death lurks there for you it does young Skywalker."
‘Yes master'
"Swiftly will the 911 flick and devour you should you show fear before her."
‘Yes master'
Treat her like a princess must you Skywalker, but a princess who sings a death song for the unwary that stray too close mmMMMmmm… close yes, too close."
‘Yes master'
" A sirens song too shall she sing for the unwary. Escape her embrace you may not should you succumb to the darkness of her charms young Skywalker."
‘I understand master ? I am ready'
"Ready you say! Ready Hah!… See we shall young Skywalker, see we shall...
I'm wrenched back to the present by a complete exhaust system that's lying smoking on the entry to the hairpin, it wasn't there 1 minute and 14 seconds ago but it sure is there now. Kerry is fighting with his mistress now, there's no doubt of that. She's bucking supra tk society white perf and twitching as he changes line. Remonstrating him for his carelessness at asking her to alter her plans so late into a braking manoeuvre. He's caressing the throttle pedal and the steering wheel, asking her to come around, coaxing her, fighting her. There are a few moments of grumbling and scrabbling from her before she gives in and launches toward the next corner, squatting hard on her haunches as she catapults us forward, growling savagely as we pass yet another Toyota which gets swept along in her slipstream like just so much flotsam. You sense her contempt for such lesser cars.
2012年9月18日星期二
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