Perry Driver

BRUCE PLEASE LET GO OF GOUT GOUT #AFLGF

I want 100% of an umpire’s brain focussed on officiating the increasingly complicated rules of the game. I don’t want any part of their brain tracking who is playing well. I don’t see any need for an umpire to know the players names, let alone who is ‘good’ #brownlowmedal #afl

This leaderboard is the who isn’t who of professional golf #PGAChampionship #PGAChamp

Coverage is 20% showing golf shots and 80% showing the leaderboard #PGAChamp #PGAChampionship

Ferrari race strategy #MiamiGP

If the Storm wins I’ll order a Grimace Shake #NRLGF

Finding a typo in the furious fiction prompts makes me think I might actually be a chance this quarter 🤣 #FuriousFiction

💡 A glimmer here and a glint there. Her words light each new page. Shinning like a bulb. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

The notification catches her self-absorbed eye. Someone likes her work. Her ego, fed for another day, writes fairytales: “Mirror, mirror on the wall, I’m the fairest of them all.” #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

NEWS FLASH Flashville Flasher flashes flashiest flash! Flashed flashily from the flashings above the Flashville flashlights emporium. Multiflash flashbulbs captured flasher’s flashback to vintage flashiness in these unflashy times. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

The poudrerie drifts gently on the enchanted breeze. Spinning, softer than a cloud, then settling its sticky sundew-like tendrils on the wand. Candy floss? She knows it’s fairy magic. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

Her skin was scarred by the cutting pages of self-discovery literature and the abrasion of societal labels. Only here, under the neon sign of the underground club, did it glow. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

Emma scoured the drinks menu. ACQUA MINERALE NON FRIZZANTE LOCALE “How sad,” she said. “Either Google translate is playing up, or the water in this town has lost its sparkle.” #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

Thank you @hihatchie for Giving The World Away. Brilliant as always.

The dismembered body was strewn around the room. A bloody cleaver lodged a calling card to the door. “Just an inkling,” said the Chief, “but I think The Butcher’s back.” #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

I’ll never see you, but I’ll know you’re there. You’ll never draw a breath, but live on in every breeze. Rest peacefully and gently guide me forward, Hope. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

Good mornin / aftanoon yeer 1 gold and god bles yu (look up) My favorit pet is my dog Joey (look up) Thenk yu fur lissening to my tork (look up) #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

His commitment to the competition was unwavering. Even when bereft of ideas, and short of time, he entered - a flickering light in the glow of other submissions. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

A message blinks on the screen: WELCOME TO AFTERLIFE v13.84 “Am I dead?” I type. 404 ERROR “Why am I here?” 404 ERROR “Go to hell” THIS IS HELL #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic

A faint red line, struck not by viral load, but by the marker in my hand. Oh what a shame to miss a visit to the in-law’s. #WVFlashFic22 @Writers_Vic