[The True MacGyver]

The way this post will work is I will create a small story. On purpose, I will leave the end blank. That's where you come in. You finish the story. Your story, your MacGyverisms, etc. If someone out there has an idea for another "finisher," feel free to post it. Anyway, here goes:

MacGyver casually ran his hands along his wheel, steering the jeep with ease. He grinned with satisfaction, his shades glistening in the sun. His hair bounched slightly in the breeze. Mac turned into an alley, remembering a shortcut he had found.

At first, the alley was normal. It was a long stretch of brick buildings and dumpsters. He jounced with the vehicle as he hit the pedal again. The jeep rumbled down the way, no hesitation apparent. Then, suddenly, a black sedan roared toward him from the far end of the way. It showed no signs of stopping. Mac tossed the car into reverse, turning his head back. An identical sedan blocked any exit that way. Mac looked forward to see the car stop, doors opening simultaneously. Men in suits emerged from within. They slowly drew revolvers from unseen pockets. Mac had a plan. He

[SHEILA]

he remember the smoke bombs he had made that were stored in the glove box of his jeep. Pulled them out ,light one of the matches that he had and threw them at the gunmen and smoked filled the allyway and looked up and made his esacpe from the ally on a latter that lead to a roof of and old building.

What do you think so far guys.

[Kyrian]

Thinking quickly, Mac decided that his only chance was surprise. As the men approached, guns drawn and smirking confidently, Mac simply slammed his foot down on the gas pedal.
The jeeps engine roared as it shot toward the sedan in front of it.

Mac had only a second to note that the smug looks on the goons faces suddenly became looks of shock and fright as they yelled and tried to scatter in the narrow alley.

The jeep slammed into the sedan, crumpling the front of the lighter car.
Mac hit the steering wheel with bruisng force, but managed to scramble out of the wrecked jeep and leap onto the smashed hood of the sedan, run up the windshield and dive off the roof of the car.

Gunshots followed as the suits recovered from their surprise, but by then Mac had made it to his feet and was running hard.

Mac dodged around the corner of the alley and caught sight of a garbage truck rumbling slowly away down the street.
Running up behind it and then to the opposite side where the goons couldnt see him, he grabbed onto the side of the truck as it turned onto the main road.

A quick look back showed him the suits looking franticaly around. Mac clung to the side of the truck, and as it passed another alley, he leapt away and dodged into the shadows.
A quick run to the other end of the alley led onto another busy street and from there he entered a busy store.

A phone call summoned a taxi and Mac sighed in relief as he told the driver to go to the Phoenix Foundation.



Well, I have tried my hand at writing... hope you all think its ok...
Your story idea is a cool one, True MacGyver! I realy enjoyed it!

[The True MacGyver]

Wipe that self-doubt away, Kyrian. That's some darn good writing. I was hooked. Pat yourself on the back!