ROOTH IN DRAG
BANG. THE TV lit up. No, not the war news, men in yellow shirts blown around like rag dolls. Chaos, but not really. Already the fire extinguishers, the ambos. It happened in an instance but the response was as fast as they’d practised. Trackside angels if you’re in the middle of that shit.
I wandered into a workshop once, moments after a Harley-motored top bike blew its rear cylinder head. Caused because the
