I yanked the steering wheel hard left praying I wouldn’t tip. The black car screeched behind me but remained on my tail. My heart rate doubled in five seconds flat. I had to lose him. I thrust my foot to the floor and weaved in and out of the traffic.
There was a vehicle blocking my path ahead. I slammed on the brakes. The black car rammed into me. My screams drowned out the crunch of bumpers colliding.
‘That was awesome,’ my brother said, jumping out of the black dodgem. ‘Wanna go again?’
‘Think I’ll watch this time.’ I exited the ride on shaky legs.
Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 word story inspired by a photo prompt.