Video Games Vs Real Life: Driving
Video Games VS Real Life: Driving
By Dane Smith-Johnsen
(The Video Game)
There he was on the racetrack.
Eager! Darting in and out.
Slipping, sliding, glancing back
Boisterous screams and driving dreams -
Speed: 190 on the turn
Devil daring, no concern,
Winning was his deepest yearn.
Screeching tires. Rubber burned!
Adrenalin: wild! Swelling.
Checkered flag showing, eyes gleamed.
The finish line, fans yelling,
Hit the gas, racecar unseen!
“Flying”, wildly waving arms,
“X’s” pop up on the screen.
Bells and buzzers sound alarms.
Crash!!! Game over. Sweet machine!
(Real Live Driving)
There he was on the roadway.
Other drivers round about.
Clearly in a rush that day,
So, he darted in and out.
Speeding: 90 on the curve.
Almost “flying” memories churned.
Suddenly, he had to swerve.
Leaving tracks of rubber burned!
Adrenalin rising… loft-
Speeding cab with people dear,
All, too soon he cut them off.
Hit the gas; this pass he’d clear.
But in his rearview mirror,
Upside down, a rolling cab.
Police sirens blared nearer.
Life over: His freedom nabbed.
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