[ WP ] Your character is seconds away from death .

I ca n't wait to get home. This thirty minute commute is an improvement over what used to be an hour, but it is just as torturing. Leaning back, I rubbed my shoulders against the leather seat, taking small pleasure in the midst of displeasure. 
 
 Beeps and honks and shouts filled the highway around me. Only half a mile until my exit. *... and that Beethoven's `` The Choral'', or Symphony # 9. This is KQRS wishing you a quick and speedy commute* -- I turned the radio up, listening to the familiar voice of Karen, the local newswoman for KQRS. *... and we wish you a happy 4th of July! * 
 
 I had forgotten. I smiled, finding solace in the realization that I would have just one more day off. And now I was at my exit. Things were looking up, and I sped off the exit, approaching the green light. I hit my left turn signal and sighed as *Moonlight Sonata* trickled through my car speakers. I heard a screech to my right oh god that car is n't stopp --
