Through the glare of the setting sun I glimpsed a 1,000 pound moose as it meandered onto the road in front of me. Amidst a tempest of glass shards raining through the cab I watched as the hood of my foreign import folded like a novice gambler in a high-stakes poker game.
Ken Chandler
Copyright © 2010
3 comments:
Thought I'd take a stab a this exercise. Let me know if this meets the criteria. Of course, any thoughts are welcome.
nice. it started off a little wordy but you got the image across very well. i didn't feel as though i got stuck in a mire of details and unnecessary information. ha ha. my comment has an image. good job ken.
Thanks Beth, and nice job to you too-- both times.
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