what do you think of this random bit of my little bookie?

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a bit plucked at random that i kind of like. i dont study this or do this for a living its just a hobby so don’t get your hopes up much lol highly critical feedback most welcome =) Zak walked around to the passenger side, running his hand along the hood and admiring the smart little roadster as he went. Looks like he’d be getting to Leno in style instead of turning up pushing a useless sack of bolts riddled with bullets and claw marks. Hopping in, the whiff of cigarette smoke and very old leather smacked his senses like a glass of water to the face. ‘Sorry about the smell,’ the man apologised, ‘My dog smokes in here. The least he could do is hang his head out the window while he does it.’ ‘Erm …’ The heady smells in the car certainly were unusual to say the least, they made Zak’s head throb. Many of them were coming from a tall brown bottle that stood between them in the drinks holder. ‘Relax kid,’ the man said. He prodded a button on his dashboard and a CD tray rolled out – lined with cigarettes – and he plucked one out and lit it up. ‘I’d offer you one but let’s face it, anybody under the age of twenty-one looks like a complete tool with a cigarette in their mouth don’t they?’ he smiled non-threateningly. ‘I’ll agree. But only because you seem crazy.’ ‘Crazy?’ the man laughed as he jerked the car into gear and took a deep and hearty swig from the brown bottle. ‘What on earth makes you think I‘m crazy?’ The car burst into life and accelerated at breakneck pace, Zak could feel himself slowly get sucked back into the seat and could’ve sworn his fillings were getting sucked down his throat as well. ‘The name’s Tom Gray.’ the man smiled, driving one handed with the other around the bottle-neck, drumming his fingers. The loudness of the engine and speed of the vehicle seemed directly proportionate to the size of the smile on Tom Gray’s face. ‘So what brings you to this particular empty and desolate part of absolute nothing? The dames?’

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