On a beautiful late summer afternoon, I was driving to Renee's house to pick up my daughter. Taking the quickest route, I was on a one-way street and approaching a Y intersection, when I noticed the car to my left jerk in my direction. Quickly slamming on my brakes, I felt myself being thrown forward against my seatbelt at my sudden stop. Looking out the front windshield, I watched the other car skim in front of mine to shoot down the left turn off without even a backward glance.
     Giving in to full body shakes, I sat there in the middle of traffic for a moment longer before resuming my trek across town.
     Arriving at Renee's I was almost in tears. After my car accident, it had taken an act of will to get back behind the wheel of a...

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