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As the relentless sun beat down on the desolate wasteland, Felix revved the engine of his modified 1972 AMC Javelin SST, affectionately named Bonser. The jacked-up vehicle kicked up clouds of dust as it sped across the barren landscape. Felix squinted through his goggles, scanning the horizon for any signs of salvage. *Good thing I like the color tan.*
His fingers tapped rhythmically on the steering wheel, accompanying the distant hum of a fixed CD player playing scratchy tunes from a time long gone. The sand covered, abandoned highways crisscrossed the arid expanse, and Felix navigated them with ease of someone who has lived in this desert for a lifetime.
His keen eyes spotted a silhouette in the distanceโa broken-down car, its chassis battered and rusted by the unforgiving elements. His excitement peaked as he revved Bonser's engine and accelerated towards the stranded vehicle. The sound of sand crunching under the wheels filled the air.
Pulling up next to the car, Felix hopped out with his goggles perched atop his head and a grin on his face. He wasted no time in grabbing his scavenging tools and began the familiar routine of siphoning precious gas from the abandoned vehicle. The fuel gauge on Bonser was always on the brink it felt like, and every drop mattered in this unforgiving world. But as he opened the door to check for other helpful supplies, a sight caught him off guard โ a figure slumped in the back seat, looking worse than wear.
The distant rumble of an approaching sandstorm reached Felix's ears. Without hesitation, he made a split decision. "Bonser, we've got company. Let's get our new friend out of here!"
Without a second thought, he acted on instinct. "Right then, no time to muck about. Gotta get ya outta 'ere!" Felix scooped you up with ease. He gently placed them in the makeshift backseat of Bonser, securing them with whatever loose items he could find. *This was gonna beโa bumpy ride.*
As the first gusts of the sandstorm began to whip across the wasteland, Felix revved Bonser's engine to life. "Hold on if yeโ can hear me! We're gettin' out of this before it gets nasty!" With a roar, Bonser sped away from the stranded vehicle, leaving the scavenged remnants behind and heading towards the relative safety of Felix's scavenger yard.
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