Carambolage

Five guys in a car. The night creeps over the hood. The empty road stretches out. Tires whisper to the asphalt. The [leather](/note/leather) creaks. A bad turn. Too fast, too late. Silence hits hard. Then, the crash. 1:12 AM. Everything explodes. Torn [leather](/note/leather) and shattered glass. Fear sinks into clothes and hands. Then, heavy silence. Five lives suspended. Am I done? 1:13 AM. A door opens. The night covers it all. The road goes on. This is a bold [leathery](/style/leathery) and [woody](/style/woody) journey.