"Twenty years, I think. Hell has better bars - the land of the dead's charges for every plea, then doubles price on each refill."
Backwards as it is, more reason to hate the place's fine with him. Draven stops abruptly at the or-...direction. Then he sways and stumbles, follows it and begins a wide turn that crosses into the street (unless Davesprite wants to yank him back). Can't stop the rhythm for long - he'll fall and become the most ironic Life Alert ad.
As it happens, some sixteen cyclists round the corner, and (if Draven's still in the street) neither party looks willing to reasonably avoid the other. The cyclists, because they have reflexes to test. Draven, because he doesn't register them.
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Backwards as it is, more reason to hate the place's fine with him. Draven stops abruptly at the or-...direction. Then he sways and stumbles, follows it and begins a wide turn that crosses into the street (unless Davesprite wants to yank him back). Can't stop the rhythm for long - he'll fall and become the most ironic Life Alert ad.
As it happens, some sixteen cyclists round the corner, and (if Draven's still in the street) neither party looks willing to reasonably avoid the other. The cyclists, because they have reflexes to test. Draven, because he doesn't register them.