The Scorcher
The Scorcher By Lincin ? I: Ben ? The heat was unbearable. It was a scorcher that hit me as soon as I drove beyond Oklahoma. Last I checked, I was still on Route 40, somewhere in New Mexico. Lost? Never, but I did have the AC turned off for the last hundred miles. Call me paranoid, but I didn’t want to take the risk with less than a quarter of a tank of gas. ?You know what? That sounds stupid." I told myself and cranked the AC up to high. Instantly, I was greeted with a cold breeze of fresh...