Shea Stadium from Blose Need by Spelunk

I pulled up to the stoplight staring through my rearview at the ghost driven vehicle speeding toward me in a blur. They pulled up beside me, rolled down their window, held up a pink slip and I floored it.
Speeding down the road, lines became dots, vanishing under my ride as I passed. The ghosts caught on by now.

I was head to head with the ghosts by now, their front wheel pressed against mine. Like a cherry my tire popped, the ghosts shouting "100 points" as I spun out into oblivion. Buildings whirred around me and I was alone in the middle of the night in a field full of rabbit. My eyes opened as the car stopped, lodged into the side of Shea Stadium

And then I puked.

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