Beneath a jagged, toxic- green sky in a post- apocalyptic desert city, an armored muscle car with spiked rims and glowing orange exhaust roars through crumbling streets. The tires grind against shattered concrete, sending plumes of dust and debris exploding upward in dramatic bursts. Ruined skyscrapers tilt precariously, their cracked neon signs flickering like dying stars, while the car powerslides around a collapsed overpass. In hot pursuit, a rival’s tricked- out buggy with spinning sawblades glints menacingly, its headlights cutting through the haze. The air hums with the scent of gasoline and danger, the chase a high- octane ballet of survival in a world gone mad.
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