The brontosauruses with their heavy bodies stay to the right, while the smaller, nimbler raptors keep on the left. Your raptor is the quickest, since he’s wearing roller skates, and he can easily zip between the others. The other raptors honk like geese, and their laser eyes blaze at you.

Then you spot the squealing T-Rexes hurrying behind you, their mouths wide open and colored light pouring out. They’re moving so quickly you don’t know if you can get away.

“Give it everything you’ve got!” you tell your raptor.

“You got it!” he replies, and the rocket jets fire up on his skates. You zoom across the prehistoric savannah, leaving the T-Rexes in your dust.

“I love you, raptor,” you whisper.

“I love you, too,” he replies.

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Officer Joey spilled coffee on himself in the passenger seat. The Crown Victoria’s engine screamed to keep up the pursuit, but they were dropping behind. “Who IS this guy?”

Officer Frank gritted his teeth. “Whoever he is, he’s the best damn driver I’ve ever seen.”