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which will be made by someone else because, at your alleged speeds,
you'll be packed tightly into the crumpled ball of metal that was your car
before some soccer mom talking on her cell phone unexpectedly
wandered her Escalade at 55 mph into the lane you just began merging
into at 120.And "heavy traffic" is the bumper-to-bumper shit we have to sit in every
day here by the Nation's capitol. You meant "... especially when driving
recklessly." Judging from your post history, I know you'll take offense to my post,
but I'm just telling it like I see it. I've been in my bro's car as he zipped
through neighborhood streets, knowing that luck was the only thing
keeping a small child from chasing a ball out into the street right in front
of him and him not being able to stop, hoping I wasn't in the car when
his luck ran out. I wasn't happy to see it from him, and I'm not
impressed hearing it from you. Be careful, man...
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