Jog Away

You start jogging across the muddy desolation, hoping to reach the outer wall before you become roadkill. Dirtkill? Before you get run over.

A guy in an early model station wagon spots you and guns it towards you. You're pretty sure this is not actually allowed in a demolition derby but you don't know enough about them to be sure. You conserve your strength by jogging just fast enough to maintain your distance.

A clown in full costume riding a dirt bike speeds past you. "Keep moving!" the clown shouts, "I'll distract him!"

As you approach the edge of the arena you glance back behind you. You're just in time to see the clown ramp off the station wagon's hood. While in the air, they extend their body straight backwards while clinging to the handlebars. For a moment, you believe a clown can fly.

They pull themselves back into position and land squarely on the ground. They gun their engine, sliding their back tire around until they're once again facing the station wagon.

You're transfixed. This derby clown is the coolest and most beautiful person you've ever seen.