The wind whips through their hair as they pedal harder and harder, the red car gaining on them. They can hear the engine revving, and the tires squeal on the pavement. They pedaled as fast as they could, but the car was right behind them. They could see the driver’s face now, and they were grinning. There was no way they were going to make it. The car was about to hit them when they felt a sudden jolt and they were thrown from their bikes. They hit the ground hard, and the car sped away. They lay there for a moment, trying to catch their breath, before they got up and looked around. They saw their bikes mangled and their clothes torn. They were lucky to be alive.