Their hair was flying in the rush of the wind. Their screams fading away by the sound of the engine roaring. They were moving very fast when the car started speeding out of control. This was getting out of hand. The top of the hill was getting closer by the second. As soon as the car reached it would go plummeting down the other side and into the ocean. The sirens were blurring in the background. They had to stop. The T.V. suddenly switched channels. We couldn’t watch the end of the car chase. “Dad,” we all groaned.