Jimmy let out a triumphant holler. He knew this car could clock 260.
Pride turned to fear, and then terror, as the speed indicator pinned itself to max and broke, even after he desperately slammed on the brakes.
A voice whispered, “Buckle in,” as the car’s wheels left the ground.
I created this story from the prompt words pride, car, and clock. If you’d like to leave a prompt, just give me three words: two concrete words and one abstract. I’ll happily build a story for you! (See White Swan, created from a reader’s prompt.)