“Turn right!” Jasper shouted in excitement. “Right here, don’t miss it!”

I turned the wheel sharply and hurdled over a downed tree.

“It’s getting away, pick up the speed!” Jasper yelled, a huge grin spreading across his face. From his torso up was sticking out of the passenger window as we raced through the forest.

“I’m pressing the gas down as hard as I can!” I laughed.

“Almost there! Hurry! Oh, crap, take left…a left! NOW! Emmett! Turn left!”

At inhuman speed I turned the wheel and slammed the gas on, the super swamper tires sent mud splattering across the jeep. The windshield was covered and my view was obscured.

“I wouldn’t do –”I pressed the windshield wipers. “– that.” Jasper said over his shoulder.

“Oops.”

I decided I wasn’t going to let the glass get in my way anyway and stuck my head out the window. A tree branch smacked me in the face. Jasper fell back into his seat and bent over in laughter. “We lost the deer,” he said through his intakes of shuddering breaths.

“Dammit!”

“Don’t worry, we’ll find another one.” Jasper closed his eyes and let his nose do all the work. I just watched him; it was like watching a cat sniff out milk…or a mouse. Or maybe a chef sniffing his special sauce. An outburst of laughter left my lips and Jasper turned his head and gave me a sharp look.

“Sorry,” I muttered. “Just… a joke… in my head…special sauce…” I tried to contain my laughter but my breath was sputtering from my lips.

Jasper opened his eyes to appraise me for a second. “Special sauce?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah. Never mind.” I said.

He looked sideways at me for a minute and then closed his eyes again, his nose raising into the air again. I pulled a pine needle off the door of the jeep where a branch had hit it and went to put it in his nose.

“Don’t even think about it,” his eyes squinted to see me approaching.

I narrowed my eyes. “Fine. But this time you better catch the deer. A bets a bet!”

“It’s not my fault you can’t drive,” he complained. “Okay, turn the jeep off.” I did. “When I tell you to start it back up I want you to press the gas as hard as you can.”