Shivers and Scares
When Davy returned his gaze to the road, a car zoomed past him on the left, then swerved to the right to cut him off. Overreacting, Davy slammed on his brakes and twisted the steering wheel, shooting off the road with a horrible sequel of brakes before slamming into a bunch of garbage bags.
His airbag exploded open, scorching his forearms and catapulting the Tomikins device to the back seat.
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Tom felt like a sailor going down with a submarine. The front doors wouldn't open; some kind of permanent locking mechanism kept them sealed.
"What could possibly be doing this?" Dad yelled, struggling to lean his huge girth over the back of the seat to check the rear doors. From the click of the handle being yanked and released, Tom knew they were locked, too. His dad groaned as he dropped back into the driver's seat.