By S. T. Broeckx
It was the summer of cars, wrecks, an engine swap, and lust.
I run the red light and get clipped driver’s side rear and do a half roll in a 1971 VW bus.
Grease and oil cover my arms up to my elbows. I’m under the 68 VW bug releasing the motor from the transmission. Swapping out the original bug motor for the good one from the rolled bus. I’m learning the concentration that comes when solving a problem.
A week to the day, I am racing the bug diagonally through Wyoming in search of the biggest heartbreak of my youth.
Nice one.
It’s one of those tales you immediately see in your mind. Great writing.
Beautiful opening line, enjoyed this very much!
Like scenes from a film. I like the metamorphosis. How three versions of a vehicle all related get the character finally to his rendezvous with his heart break. Neat, concise and telling. Thumbs up!