120 The car

96 was a boxy

72 late model Ford

64 sedan white over

48 black innocuous bordering

36 on invisible and very fast. It had been

24 a sheriff’s vehicle originally bought at an auction in

18 Tennessee and further modified for speed. Perry and I listened to the big

16 engine idle checked the dual scoops on the hood. I had not seen one of those on the

14 road since high school. “You like the car'” Perry asked. “It’s all right” I said my eyes ahead.

12 “I’ve never been much of a Ford man.” Perry shifted in his bucket “You know something about cars' For city