OLWG #80- British Racing Green

 This week’s prompts are at the bottom. The flash fiction, below, was written for practice and hopefully will elicit a smile or two.  Practice makes perfect. Let me know what you think.

Here’s how to play along, if you are unsure.



I’m going to take the opportunity today to retell an old joke… Stop me if you’ve heard this.

Once upon a time; a young lady named Camilla, who had recently begun attending a respected university in New England, was driving home to Philadelphia for Christmas. Her housemate was flying home to Arizona and so, she loaned Camilla her car over the holiday. You know so Camilla could drive it to Philly.

It was a beautiful car. It was an old cabriolet, low, and long. It had plenty of leg room and there was a shelf fitted behind the seats where Camilla had stored gift boxes that she was taking back. The colour of the vehicle, she had been told, was British Racing Green (BRG for short). The V8 engine rumbled when she started it up and it was a blast to drive. It drew a lot of admiring looks from other drivers as she roared past them. It was a real head-turner. With the top up and the engine growling as it bounded along, she couldn’t help but sing as she drove. Inevitably her foot was a little heavy and as she neared Bristol Township our girl got pulled over by a Pennsylvania State Trooper.

Camilla eased her way to the side of the road and waited in the car as other traffic blew past. Finally, the trooper exited his Dodge Charger and made his way up to the MG approaching on the passenger side. She leaned over and cranked down the window. The officer flipped his ticket book open as he leaned down to study her through darkly tinted aviator Ray Bans. She watched her reflection in his glasses.

“I’ll bet you pulled me over to sell me tickets to the Pennsylvania State Troopers Ball,” she said, trying to lighten the moment.

The cop didn’t smile; he continued to stare as Camilla became even more nervous. Then he tapped the top of his pen against his ticket book, “Pennsylvania State Troopers don’t have balls,” he said with a deep voice that sounded a lot like the car she drove.

There was a moment of awkward silence before the trooper flipped his ticket book closed and straightened back up.

“You might want to slow down a bit, ma’am,” he said, “Have a Merry Christmas.” He turned and walked back to his car.

Camilla watched in her mirror as he got behind the wheel of his car and pulled back into traffic. She continued to sit for over a minute longer before she exhaled.


This week’s prompts are:

  1. fabulous
  2. the good guys
  3. Sometimes you just…

Go ahead and dive in, set your imagination free!
Write something
Ready, Set, Go – you have 25 minutes, but if that is not possible, take as long as you need.

Have fun

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