jawaz

...black asphalt  straight road  and  waqas  strongly clutched the  steering,  pressing  his foot on the  escalator  putting more  pressure  on it , the speed of the  car  reached  one twenty  , he remained  uncaringly calm of any danger,  his  muddy complexion  was turning  more  and  more red  with every passing moment,      in his  stressful condition he kept on driving   on  on that breakneck speed  then suddenly he shifted his foot to press the brake  , The car tyres  screamed their  protest  before coming to a screeching halt , he  had  succeeded in stopping  right  before his  chosen  destination,  breathing  deeply  waqas leaned his  head  on the  steering,  the   cold metal touch  was unable to remove his  high temperature from his face and  forehead,  he waited a few minutes before getting out,  now  he was  sea shore,  he released hus feet free from his shoes