I hesitantly glanced into the rear view mirror, afraid of the possibly crumpled mess of car behind me. I couldn't believe the douchebag crashed into me! Granted, I had swung over three lanes of traffic and cut in front of him, giving him less than a second to stop. But seriously, the dude drove a... silver Volvo, by the looks of it? Weren't those things supposed to have killer brakes?
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