Blinding Light

“Faster!” I said.

“I’m already doing 75,” replied Simon.

“More speed! Now!”

The action cam was wobbling a bit, but would hold.

Then I saw the car coming in the opposite direction, headlights dazzling; a blinding light!


I seized the steering wheel, and pulled hard, putting the car on a collision course.

“What the f… , let go!” Simon screamed.

– Two hundred metres.

Simon tried to regain control but my grip was too firm.

– A hundred metres.

“Crazy shithead!” Simon said through clenched teeth.

I waited until the very last second, then pulled back into the inside lane.

Simon screamed, as the oncoming vehicle, horn blaring, sped by missing us by centimetres.

He braked suddenly and pulled into the emergency lane.

Slumped over the steering wheel he attempted to catch his breath.

I grabbed the camera.

Neither of us spoke a word on the way to the gig.

Later on stage, I picked up the mike, Simon started strumming, and the rest of the band joined in.

“We’d like to play a little tribute to Manfred Mann. Blinded by the light.”

On the panoramic screen behind us, I hoped the audience would enjoy my little film.


For this weeks Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner I’ve once again taken the prompt in a musical direction. Thanks to Roger for his excellent Friday challenge.

18 Replies to “Blinding Light : FFftPP”

  1. Hahaha! All that for a film! Crazy guy! You called Roger’s challenge, Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers (that is my challenge). Roger’s challenge is Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner. Just thought I would remind you. 🙂

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      1. Although I do admit to exaggerating a little, I try to do things properly. Lots of challenges in the week though aren’t there !?


  2. Oh now that is one nasty piece of adrenaline junkie looking for the kick and high for all the wrong reasons. Ooof – had me edgy as I was reading. Well done. 🙂

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