Biker Ripped Car Door Off With His Bare Hands to Pull Trapped Girl From Flames

lifted her under the arms. I took her legs.

We carried her maybe thirty feet across the asphalt before the gas tank went.

The heat wave hit our backs like an open oven. I felt my ponytail singe. Duke cussed. Mia’s head lolled back against my arm and for one black second I thought she was already gone.

Then she coughed.

A small, wet cough. Her eyelids fluttered.continue reading …