The Gratuitous Car Chase

Fandom: MacGyver

Category: gen

Rating: G

Word Count: 100


Going so fast that tires have quit squealing on the corners; they just groan on the turns. Steering wheel’s gone sticky under my white-knuckles grip. To make things more interesting, bullets rip through the rags of my rear windshield.

We roar down deserted roads. He’s driving to kill, but I know this stretch… and I know he’s not about to slow down.

I stand on the brakes and the whole car spins, slewing me around in time to see his car — trailing smoke and curses — diving over the bank and into the gorge.

This isn’t my favorite kind of race.




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