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55 word contest, Round 237 |
| He missed his Camaro. The top down, the wind pressing his hair back, speeds unimaginable. Perched high in the atmosphere, the mother ship's baleful gaze threatened his planet’s survival. He had no ammo left. There was no more squadron, no more backup. He aimed the star fighter and floored it. He would miss that Camaro… |