Could hardly see the pair of white lights as they hurtled toward him. At the last second he gasped and tumbled out of the way. The car seemed to veer slightly, a rush of wind against his face as it passed inches away from him. He stumbled to his feet, jumped up and down, waving his arms, screaming as it got away, the red taillights turning into dots in the night. He burst into tears. He couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted his mom.
