I stopped to fill my car up. The car felt good that day. I didn't know where I was going. But it felt good for a change. A five and a pocket full of silver. I paid the lady no change. And then it started to piss down. I started driving again. And then I looked up. And looked in the mirror behind me. And then I looked up. And looked in the mirror behind me. A man round forty in the backseat. Must have stepped in when I was empty. So why's he sat there just waiting?. Likely to smash my face in. He had a bag full of money. He said "Just drive me away". I didn't know where I was going. Yet it felt good to be strange. And still I look up. And look in the mirror behind me. And still I look up. And look in the mirror behind me. Curiosity is over. He stepped down from the car. He pulled a gun from his jacket. Said I was going to die. "It gives me so much satisfaction. To watch you beg and cry". Well I just made up this story. To get your attention makes me smile. I never looked up or looked. In the mirror behind me