Today's excerpt comes from the story entitled “Amalfi Coast” and this particular scene is based on a real event. Losing my brakes and hurtling down those steep inclines is something I will never quite forget, for obvious reasons.
“So they were now drinking in the Amalfi coast, the coastal road's rugged character and undoubted charm, and those dreadful cliff edge turns. As they reached the crest of the descent into a picturesque village, the scene looked like a painting, the sky was blue, the houses seemed washed with light and the whole scene sparkled with a bright freshness from the top of the day.
The road, twisting down to the bottom, was made with many turns, probably to assist in diffusing the demands of a straight route down. Those turns would help mediate the force of gravity, and the steep incline.
As they drew close behind a dithering Fiat, David noticed that he was labouring a little harder to obtain a response from his brakes. The turn helped and the Fiat shot forward as the erratic driver chose, but the next turn was harder and David was becoming concerned that, in essence, his brakes had gone. He had now, none. The turns were helping but he was gathering speed nonetheless.”
~ Author of fiction