I made the turn, barely keeping the wheels on the road.

If there’s a cop hiding around here, I’m losing my license.

I slowed to only ten miles over the speed limit. The driver barreling at me was not showing such restraint. He was in my lane and going so fast that I barely had time to react. He got it under control just in time to veer over and miss hitting me head-on.

“Maniac!” I screamed, knowing that I was driving just as fast a few moments ago.

I breathed deeply to calm myself.

I guess he’s running late too.

The rest of the trip was done in record time. I avoided sliding sideways into the parking lot by slamming on the brakes a half a block away.

The parking lot was full and I didn’t...

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