When the rubber was stripped off the right wheel and the plow rim in the road for a moment, the heavy car slid across the street with a dry screech, crashing into the left ledge, tossing Bond from above the seat drive down to the floor of the car. The Drakes’ backyard bar and grill sipping grilling and chilling flag. Then he turned his nose to the top road, slowly stood up, the front wheels spun and the light of his nose swept up into the sky. For a brief moment, upright on the gas tank, the Bentley appeared to be a mantis scratching the sky. Then it slowly fell back and collapsed, emitting a crashing sound of body and glass.
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