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A Car Chase
The alarm went off. An unkempt-looking man sprinted out of the bank tightly clutching a metal briefcase. He was chased by two men, not far behind, who were determined not to let him get away with the briefcase. He ran into a car and drove down the street at full speed. The two men followed the robber in their own car.
They were speeding down the road. The traffic was about to build up but the robber maneuvered his car into a narrow street. The two men lost sight of the robber. They were upset because the briefcase contained a lot of money.
As they were about to give up on chasing the robber, they heard a resounding crash. They went to the scene of the accident. They discovered that it was the robber who had crashed into a tree. The front part of his car was dented and the windscreen shattered into smithereens. Shards of glass were on the ground.
The two men wrenched the robber out of the wreckage. They took him to the nearest police station and handed him over to the police officer.
A Robbery
Sprinting never was his thing. Especially in the hot afternoon sun, with a heavy suitcase full of money stolen from the bank not far behind. But maybe the two people chasing after him helped him to speed on.
He hopped into his car and revved the engine, sped off in a mad hurry to escape, leaving the two men groaning in frustration. He swerved from lane to lane, fazed b his fast escape. There was no way the men could catch up with this speeding Ferrari unless something outrageous happened…
It seemed like a shadow, yet, so real. As the robber advanced nearer, the shape, he realized, was a tree! He was heading right into it! All he could do was to slam his foot on the brakes and twisting the steering wheel to its extreme. But all he heard was a deafening crash and the smashing of glass. No pain.
The men’s wishes had come true! They’d hoped for a miracle, and a miracle happened. They ran forward, grabbed the robber by the scruff of his neck, and walked to a police station. The next days of his life would be spent in jail.
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