Article: 261513 of talk.bizarre From: Andrew Solberg <firstname.lastname@example.org> Newsgroups: talk.bizarre Subject: 45x100 Date: 1 Dec 1995 21:31:51 -0500 Organization: iTRiBE Mail to News Gateway Lines: 29 Sender: email@example.com Message-ID: <firstname.lastname@example.org> X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.4 PL23] X-Provider: iTRiBE, Inc <URL: http://www.itribe.net/> X-Gateway: Posted via the iTRiBE News<->Email gateway X-Disclaimer: iTRiBE, Inc. neither endorses nor assumes any responsibility for the contents of this posting. Status: O INTERCEPTOR *********** The Interceptor devoured the dashed line. Its engine, last of the V-8's, roared like Cerberus. Its headlights could barely pierce the night. Toecutter had taken the driver's family. They were dead -- and so, in a sense, was he. Everybody was dead, including Toecutter and his cronies. It didn't help. A brilliant flash filled the rearview mirror. The Interceptor's brakes squealed, and the man once called Max leapt out to see the last remnants of civilization die in atomic flame. I'm truly empty, now, he thought. Everything is gone. Only survival remains. I'm a human Interceptor. He was only fooling himself. -- This post is COPYRIGHT 1995, Andrew Solberg. All rights reserved. Standard usenet distribution is acceptable; other forms of reproduction or reprinting may be considered in violation of international copyright law. Andrew Solberg is HWRNMNBSOL: email@example.com, Math Dept., Rice U.