Long hours running away with and from evil. Borderless night rides with a psychopath whose red veins bulge when I blinker right over a reflective marker. Tick-tock, tick-tock, bump double sin. I learn to weave carefully; straddle markers, timing wheels, silently shifting into a new lane. Finally freedhustling, gunning the gas, peeling layers of crazy sick memories away, rushing when the judge said, Go! .

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