PROMPT: …we took no notice of the sign…

The desert – dead, lifeless and lonely cacti stood guarding something, what was it? My mind wandered far and wide for an answer. I took no notice of a sign reading ROAD CLOSED, USE DETOUR but with an urge to carry on. I floored the accelerator of my racing red 68 Shelby Mustang. 

Howling like a wild animal, the engine catapulted the car forward like a rocket ship then the desert gave up its secret. A sign read ROUTE 66, an arrow-straight road shot into the far distance. 

I stamped on the gas pedal like my life depended on it. In my mind, the journey had only just begun.