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Tyson ground his molars, both of his hands were squeezing the steering now. He floored the Maybach, the v12 growling.

In an instant, he sped past the two cars in front of him. His eyes snapped forward—to the 18-wheeler still surging, literally seconds away—and he saw her life flash before him.

His...

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