"FWLS21" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

want to. There was a bit of high speed bumping, a few traffic
insults and obscene gestures were exchanged, but the traffic kept
at a sluggish 287 M'wwts an Hour. Jeez, at this rate, it'll take
me three hours to cover the 1,400 terran-mile span!

Luckily, the cavalry arrived, in the form of a bulky
lowrider rover. Airbag variably inflating and deflating to make
it bounce along the road sinusoidally, it cruised a few lanes
closer, attempting to get in the passing lane. The few lanky
youths piloting it didn't seem to enjoy the three slowpokes
either, so one of them pulled out an automatic blaster rifle and
pumped six rounds of red-hot energy into the rightmost hatter hap
g'llar.

I cursed and swerved to my right as the car exploded and
knocked the other two hatters off track. The middle one spun out
and flipped over, traffic flowing around the accident like a
river around a rock. The one closest to the edge of the highway
was pushed over the railing, where it fell about a hundred feet
and exploded violently against the rocky Yttian terrain below.

There was a number of cheers and honks from the drivers, who
quickly reassumed normal formation. One of the kids leaned out a
window to take a bow.

That was the mistake.

An eighteen-grav transport rocketed by the lane on the
passenger side of the lowrider, the front cabin plastering into
the kid leaning out of the window. The lowrider skidded
sideways, cutting off two lanes. I yelped, slamming the BURST
button.

As several cheaper, less option packed models slammed into
the lowrider, my rover's computer pumped about 10% of the sucrose
block into the engine at once. The gravs spasmed, causing me to
leap twenty feet into the air over the accident, and land in the
empty space in front of it. Then I could just cruse along,
lauging at the poor fools that didn't buy the Traffic Survival
Options Package like I did.

Well, it SHOULD have been empty space, but someone
apparently tried to cut the land rover off. I landed on them
instead.

My gravs pulverized the roof of the landee, crushing the
driver. The rover under me awkwardly curved into traffic and hit
another car, causing a chain reaction accident. My car was
thrown about fifty feet through the air, bouncing off the road
and rebounding on the right barricade.