They put a motor on it

 They put a motor on a predator
It nearly skidded off the roadside
snarling and sparking

Screaming as loud as the screech of the brakes
Leaving a trail of tyre black
Across the smooth surface

It careened forward some yet dug in
Purchased traction
Picking up that aggressive acceleration

Droning on into the night
The echo booting and bouncing
Out of sight

The noise slopping out 
buildings and walls
The uproar a motor on a predator