Daschund Saved from Imminent Death

As the car slowly started to roll away from the curb I called out to Marc that there was no driver. Flashbacks from his childhood flooded his mind as his eyes connected with the frightened daschund's in the back of the old Skoda. Remembering the time when his own grandfather had left him in the grocery van and it began to roll down Marlborough Avenue, Marc lept off the sidewalk and chased the car as it rolled through oncoming traffic toward the rushing icy river. With all his might (and the help of the metal baracade) he brought the ol' rust bucket to a stop and that little Czech daschund will live to see another day. There was no hero's welcome for Marc just an appreciated high paw from the mutt.