Rustle, rustle.
The car radio signal was poor, and the sound began to cut out intermittently, which made Carter a little frustrated, "Buddy, we are almost at the finish line, victory is within reach, hang in there, hang in there!"
From Kansas City to Tampa Bay, two thousand kilometers, a journey far and wide, the long night stretched on, and Carter traveled all the way alone.
To avoid causing trouble and creating chaos, Glenn Carter completely stayed away from the crowd, prepared ample provisions, embarked on the journey, and kept speeding along the way.
After more than sixteen hours, the vehicle had already entered Tampa Bay territory, with the car radio as his only companion.
But now it seemed, the adventurous partner was about to give up.
"Come on!"
Thud. Thud.
Carter tapped the car radio heavily, trying to salvage it.
Unfortunately, it didn't seem to work, the radio still only crackled intermittently.
