Oh this is very well written.I could feel the car lift off the road as he slammed into 4th gear.

nice! And is the Chevelle adorned with racing stripes?
i guess the knife is backup..

i literally could hear that 427 big block V8 (the one with the racing cam and high-flow alu’ heads) roar! awesome!

Alvin’s veins coursed with methamphetamine and the adrenaline rush of armed robbery.
^ Love that line
and… play freebird! lol
somehow that seems the perfect song choice.

Something about the “black-toothed grin” doesn’t sit quite right with me. Still, as the others have pointed out, the description is visceral and extremely effective.

Great scene and what a character. All those juicy details really put me right back in Mississippi…though I never robbed any liquor stores or did meth. I never fully went “local”, ya see.