The crew looked down at the Devil’s Road and considered their odds. The road was prime salvage if you could make it.
A line of pre-collapse automobiles that stretched for miles meant more steel and rubber than most salvagers saw in their lifetimes if you could avoid the devil.
Flanked by the skeletons of old towers, it loomed over the dead highway. Black clouds roiled with electricity, casting lightning bolts down on anyone foolish enough to get close.
They looked at each other and nodded. They just had to be fast. They revved the engines and started down the bluff.

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