My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare

My car glinted in the sunshine at the side of the road looking brand new in the bright light. It was a glorious sunny day with smears of cloud streaking the sky. My companion walked towards me with a broad smile, her dress a floating translucent rose garden. Auburn hair flecked with light curled over her shoulders. ‘Can I drive?’ she asked. ‘If you like’ I purred, my eyes dancing over her rounded poise and conical beauty.

The car growled into life and we merged into a gentle stream of bumpers heading east. The streets were a golden glow shimmer, garlanded with rainbows of excited beach trippers. But soon we were in the countryside, cuddled by the green hues of bursting nature. Songbirds darted across the hedgerows like heralds to our passage and the scent of wild garlic drifted through the open windows. ‘How fast does she go?’

Inertia and the belt chained me as the car accelerated, spooning a corner; speed building as the road straightened out. ‘Careful’ I whispered but my concern gave rise to a giggle and a further spurt of speed. Rolling hills blurred into a flickering green tunnel, each bend throwing me right and left as the car almost left the ground. ‘Slow down’ I cried as the engine squealed with revolutions. In panic I reached out for the wheel but my pull had us veering toward the blurring channel. We bounced as the verge hit and I let go, cradling my head in my hands. ‘Please stop this’ I shouted over the roar but still our speed increased. I tried again and again but with each attempt a swerve would throw me back. There was nothing I could do but brace myself for the inevitable impact and explosion of limbs.

Suddenly she stopped the car and turned toward me, her face a warm pink cushion of softness; a smile breaking white and radiant like surf tips. ‘Don’t worry’ she said. I woke up with a start and reached for my phone. It was just after 5AM.