It came all of a sudden. One minute the road was in front of his tired eyes. The next minute a crack and a bang. His body rudely awakening to the pull of a seat belt as he is restrained inside the tumbling car.

Then before he could think everything stop and he was dangling upside down. A quick look and a few moments he soak up the upside world. He smiled and grinned as he realized how lucky he is to be alive. The smell of oil and gas start brewing in his nose broke all thoughts and gave him feelings of a new sense of urgency. He swiftly released the seat belt expecting to fall to the ceiling but he was still held upside down by his clothing caught in the shrapnel. In a panic he rips off of his shirt and pants. With those vestiges off he falls to his freedom onto the ceiling with a thud. The smells became stronger the sense of emergence grew. He knew that he still had only moments left before death came. So he tried to open the handle. The door moved a notched but it refuse to open all the way. He rapidly hit the door for a while the car refused his exit out of the coffin. With a quick calculating thought he presses his claws inside the door flame. With his passion for life let his claws force the stubborn door to open.

He quickly crawls out of the car. He was free but not a moment to soon as a ball of flame erupt from the car. The explosion throws the driver into the ground. He lays for a moment with the breath knocked out of him his mind racing and tries to the answer am I alive or dead. His breathing resumes and after a few deep breaths he muster his last strength and pulls himself up with the help of the nearby tree.

The tree branch stops his weak wobbles and helps him regain his strength. Happy he has conquered the stand he looks upon the flaming wreck of his car. His life money went into the car. His show piece. He screamed at fate for taking it away. Then started laughing at himself. Fate took the car but not his life. He still had that.

He sat there smiling and taking deep breaths as his ears perked up to the calling sounds of the fire trucks blaring down the road. He felt a breeze through his hair as he remembered his decency was burning inside the car. He looked down and laughed. His crisp white underwear brimmed up at him as he remembered that he did what his mom said to him, "Remember to wear clean underwear"

He laughs and whispers to himself "Yes mother..."