The Inevitable Mismatch: Rabbit vs. Oldsmobile 88 Controlled by Expert Driver

Generally speaking, a rabbit is no match for an Oldsmobile '88. Especially, when this Oldsmobile is driven by a well-trained race car driver. Let me stop there and give you the whole story!

One day a rabbit named Hubert decided to enter a race against an Olds '88. The man driving was named Hunter and he hated rabbits!

The race is in two days at six o'clock sir, Miss Lily, the race host, told Hubert as he signed up.

Alright, thank you ma'am, Hubert said politely looking up at her.

He was stunned by her beauty. She had wavy, light brown hair and brilliant blue eyes.

Move out of the way rodent! Hunter scoffed shoving Hubert out of the way. Where do I need to sign, gorgeous? Hunter asked touching her cheek.

Get your hands off me! Lily cried quickly handing a paper to him. Hunter glared at her, and Hubert frowned looking at the ground afraid to say anything.

Two Days Later

It was five o clock on a bright windy evening.

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Hubert stood on the side lines stretching when Hunter snuck up behind him. Quickly Hunter pushed Hubert over and he went face first into the dirt. Slowly Hubert got up, his fur was slightly stained.

I'm sorry sir was I in your way? Hubert asked sadly.

You really think you're going to beat me? Hunter laughed, ignoring the middle-aged rabbit's question.

That would be up to our sovereign Lord, Hubert said looking the race car driver in the eyes.

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No! It's up to me; I control my own life! retorted Hunter, fuming. Hubert just looked down and shook his head.

Racers get ready! yelled Lily. Hunter ran and jumped in his Oldsmobile '88. Hubert ran up beside the car and stood behind the start line.

Get set! Lily hollered over the crowd's commotion. Hubert leaned forward. Hunter revved his engine.

GO! Lily screamed. They were off. At first Hubert was keeping up, but little by little he fell behind.

Hunter laughed. See ya later rabbit!

Somehow Hubert always stayed within seeing distance of the car until the two came to a large bend in the road. Hubert could not see what happened next but he could hear it. There was the sound of squealing tires and then a large CRASH. Hubert came running faster than ever around the corner. Hubert was speechless at what he saw. The car was flipped over, the windshield busted out, and the back end of the car was curled under. Hubert ran up and knelt beside the window.

Hunter are you okay?! Hubert asked with concern.

I... I think so..., He answer slowly, blood trickling out of his mouth. This is your chance...why don't you go win the race.

Because Jesus said do unto other as you would want done to you. Hubert answered in a kind voice.

I want Christ in my life too, but he could never forgive me for the things I've done. Hunter said with tear pouring down his face.

Yes, He can and will! All you have to do is believe that Jesus died on the cross to save you from your sins! Hunter do you believe?! Hubert asked urgently knowing Hunter did not have long.

YES! I believe that you are the King of kings and that you died for ME! Hunter said now talking to Jesus and with all that was left in him, and then he breathed his last.