I remember when I was younger they were always driven, hard working and ambitious but they treated everyone with respect.
Then they became successful and they lost who they were. Because of my distracted mind, I don't see Dodger closing the distance between me and him.
He's right next to me as he presses against me, forcing me off the road, sending me into a pole. The sound of glass shattering and
Metal breaking fills my ears along with screams in the distance. My body jerks forward but luckily my seatbelt keeps me in place. I go to move and I wince loudly as I realize that I hit my knee with the impact.
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