The Knight Riding continues.

• [KITT and KARR had] driven around for a few hours, two sleek black cars playing tag as they raced down the highway, dodging in and out of lanes, narrowly missing the other vehicles on the road. They'd swooped down side roads where traffic was minimal, the AIs taking the opportunity to accelerate their speeds as they jostled for position. Kitt had even, during one long clear stretch when Karr had held the lead, launched himself into the air to soar over his brother's dark form. Yes, they're playing leapfrog. LOL.


• Nick leaned back against the warm surface of the Stealth, his legs comfortably sprawled out before him on the hood. His hands were linked, resting heavily against his toned stomach, every muscle relaxed and loose. Yes, whenever I lean on my car, I go for the hood first and just lie down spread-eagle on it. The bumper is so passé.


• The Legion of Doom, an unholy alliance between TKR’s four most lethal enemies was defeated, but at great cost. First line of the fic. I tried to read further, but it was too much for my pitiful non-car brain. What? You don't believe me? Try this: All five TKR vehicles, Dante, Attack Beast, Plato, KAT, and Domino were heavily damaged, and it might take days to repair them. In the process Mobius, the team’s most dangerous adversary, and creator of the Legion of Doom, had succeeded in his master plan. He had broken into Skyone, TKR’s mobile HQ and stolen KITT, the heroic artificial intelligence from the glory days of FLAG. There. Told you so.

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*gnash teeth*

Have just utterly wasted fifteen minutes rereading some Mummy bit of drivel I wrote ages ago just so I could respond to another review saying I'm not so smrt. Well, I'm not, but still, I really wanted to figure out what the reviewer was talking about, so I went through to see where I made the male character Islamic (he is Druze, mentions the Koran and Allah, but the Druze religion is rather unusual and incorporates lots of things, including sometimes the Koran and Allah, so I felt justified in this), and after I reread it I could see that I hadn't written him as Islamic; he is Druze, as I thought. I even dug up this Wiki page on the Druze and everything. And then I realized that the review was anon, so I can't respond. *headdesk*

Now you all get to see the fruits of my labor so I don't feel like it was useless. (Oh, and if you do read it, my research for it sucked. Yeah. It was all from a thrilling turn of the century book called Black Tents of Arabia. It was my first attempt at a romantic fanfic story, and it's pretty sad.)

Also, worst eBay week in forever. Worse than even the summeriest week this summer. Damnit.

I had something else to bitch about but I've forgotten what it was. So damned tired I could fall asleep on the keyboard. In fact, I think I'll go to bed now.

ETA: Have remembered what it is, and it's all about eBay and it's boring even me, so I'm still going to bed.

ETAETA: Now I've really remembered what it is. It wasn't the eBay thing. I just realized that I completely forgot to read the flist tonight, for the first time in months. Am totally shocked at self. Still going to bed. Will catch up tomorrow morning.