Ms. Petrolhead

The mechanics sniggered since

she looked so tiny

next to their monster and

she had to pull the

seat up to its

last notch and

crook all the mirrors at

odd angles but

key in the ignition

high-heel to the floor

all they could do was

cough as she

vanished.

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  • Life of Elliott...  On September 5, 2017 at 12:32 am

    Good one! Loved all the adjusting. High heel to the floor, hilarious, gives a new meaning to ‘pedal to the metal’.

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