Existence Womb (94)

   
   "Existence Womb (94)"
   
   Buck recalled the MAD MAX movie--the real one, down in Aussie Land with the striving Catholic, Mad Mel himself, hearing:  "Last of the V-8's Max!!!  Last of the V-8's!!!"  
   Furthermore, Buck knew that his SS 350 was no small block; regardless, the old-fashioned, outdated rules of the Queen's Language may offer BS about that, but in Buck's mind--a 350 was purely on its way to being a big block; specifically, an axiomatic big block, offering both low end torque; plus, top speed terror.    
   He opened up the four barrel, that ultra double pumper doing the angry pit bull rumble and all, giving him quality top end speed, beyond the enemies of Burt Reynolds himself. 
  
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   Miriam awoke with a saliva drenched yawn, lit up a smoke, inhaled the anti-oxidant toxins, that paradox of the Red Man's wit; next, saw the letter Buck left for her--it reading:
   
   Beloved Miriam,
Sorry, but I gotta cruise, and fast.  We must forgive your father.  I've gone to rescue him.  Listen to Freddy, and stay away from whiskey-drinking cooters.
                                                                Yours in True Love, Buck
  
   She was like:  "WTF?"