Coming home from work I saw a speeding car drive off the road, go careening crazily up a grass embankment, the driver fighting for control, fighting to not flip.
I thought, "Oh my god! It's dark and dangerous in the rain. What if she's out here, drunk, speeding around the same slippery corners?"
When I reached home your car was gone.
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