The sound; *LOUD,* a roar actually. I tell myself &quot;It's ok, you _know_ it's never as bad as it sounds&quot;. But my gut wretches into a knot. I can't see beyond the vision in my head. &quot;Calm down, take it easy&quot;, I repeat to myself like a mantra. I check out everyone else in the group, trying not to show the panic in my eyes. I hope they all have the same symptoms too; the lump in the throat, the dry mouth, the desire to bail, *NOW,* while there's still time! Can that roar get any louder?! It seems I've been hearing it for at least 20 minutes. Come on already. My knuckles are cramping and white. &quot;Hey, why not take a break, have a smoke, a drink&quot; I yell to my compadres. Hoping to postpone the invetitable. They reply, &quot;let's wait, can't you hear what's coming. Maybe on the other side!&quot; I can see now we are committed, there is no turning back now. OK, hard right. Line it up. That's it; now left. Whoa, that was close! Straighten out! NOW! Go, like a woman possessed, hard! YOU GOT IT! YEEE! HAAA! 2008-05-03T00:03:25Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/29209 <p>I have an idea, or maybe two, of what this might be. Great story, well-described.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29209?basename=60144 2008-05-03T00:03:25Z thebetweenspace http://ficlets.com/authors/thebetweenspace <p>hmm I have a guess&#8230;</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/29209?basename=60080 2008-05-02T21:24:28Z Mistress Elsha Hawk http://ficlets.com/authors/mistress_elsha_hawk