The brilliant red Spectrum Saloon tore along the winding cliff road with a scream of its gas turbine engine. The quivering needle of the speedometer touched one hundred and twenty miles per hour. Captain Scarlet gripped the controls and executed a death-defying power-slide around a blind bend, sending a spray of small stones hurtling over the edge and down into …
jellyphone: This is great, but you know you can vote Barry Gray as well?...