Jack Crawford is cruising along top speed in his sports car on the highway. The Beatles play on the radio as he bops his head. "~ He got walrus gumbooooot!~ Oh I love the Beatlels," thinks Jack Crawford as his yellow car reflects into the eye of the passers-by's driving their crappy cars. Jack Crawford always enjoy the colour yellow. Even though Alana Bloom say it makes him look funny, he bought the car anyway.
Suddenly, Jack Crawford is startled by a loud noise from behind his car. He looks out the window to see what is it but can't see anything. Behind him the road is clear. "Hmmmm," he thinks, "I wonder what sound was?"
Soon, he forgets all about it and returns to his listening to the Beatles. Will bought him is first BEat;es CD, when they went on a holiday to Italy with Jack Crawford wife Bella and Will. Wills's dogs had to stay behind because they were not aloud to be on the plane. Alana Bloom looks after them and takes them for walks like Will does.
Again a loud noise "VRWOOOOM" startles Jack Crawford from his driving. He looks around franticaly to find the sauce of the sound but it is nowhere to be seen. "Am I hearing things? Maybe it was scary movie I watched with Bella last night".
Suddenly, Jack Crawford is starterled by bright headlights from the other side of the road! When his eyes are adjust to the light, he sees there are two men standing beside a car. "Woah, nice car. I've always wanted an Impala!"
Jack goes to pull over to see if they need help, when suddenly he hears Hannibal Lecture in his ear "Jack do not go over there Jack. They are bad man."
Jack hears Hannibal and decides to keep driving. He trusts Hinnibal, even though Will thinks that he murdered all of the people that Jack put away hard in prison.
After a few hours more driving, Jack Crawford notices a car behind him. He hears the same noise from a few hours ago. The car speeds up and changes the lanes, driving next to Jack Crawaford yellow sports car. It is Hannibal Lecture driving the car! He winds down the window to wave to Hannibal.
"Jack Crawford, lets race! The winner cooks a nice dinner with meat!"
"But Hannibal, I am law, we cannot -" VROOOOOOOM!
Hannibal puts his petal to the metal and speeds away from Jack Crawford. "Oh well," thins Jack Crawford, "now I mist pulverise him!"
Jack quickly speeds off, quickly catching up to Hannibal Lector quicker than a super fast jet engine. They race side by side for a moment, weaving their way through the hills. Jack Crawford grew up in these hills, no way Hannibal can beat him! Soon, Jack Crawford has gained a lead onto Hannibal, and is out in front. But Hannibal has some tricks of his own. His father tought him to drive on the farm at a young age, and he's practice ever since! Hannibal quickly drops down to a lw gear, and slams his concrete boot on to the gas. He weaves to the side with the finesse of making a Cassie Boil liver roulade, and zooms past a startled Jack Crawford. "Damint!" yells Jack Crawford as he watches Hannibal tail light skid around the corner in front. He slows down, knowing that the race is lost. The heat of the moment has coldened, and Jack Crawdord cannot just not catch up to the Speed Racer Hannibal.
He drives around the corner and sees Hannibal standing by his car, a huge grin on his face.
"Jack, you really didn't think you could beat me, did you?" asks Hannibal in his accent as Jack Crawford rolls to a dead holt.
"Well my friend, maybe you should be the FBI leader now!"
"hAhahahah"a, they both laugh!
"Well, good to see you my friend," says Jack Crawdford getting back into his yellow car. "Enough games, now we must catch the Cheespeak ripper!"
Hannibal watches as Jack Crawford tail lights leave a red trail in his eyes ad he turns the corner.
"Oh, we'll see about this mmy friend…" he whisphers as a thin, slimy grin fills his lips. "We'll see…"