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Doesn’t he know I’m here?

I leaned on the horn and screamed at the truck to stop

It didn’t stop

I downshifted and hit the brakes hard

I felt the antilock braking syste under my boot

The pickup slowed as I slowed

It wouldn’t let ain and punched the accelerator The Audi pitched forward The pickup did the same

I went for apaint as my father would say--my one chance

Only I didn’t have a chance

If it had been another car, I would have been able to outdrive it It wasn’t

The Audi was 53 inches high, 73 inches wide, and 159 inches long The truck was at least 80 inches high, 80 inches wide, and 247 inches long They did not hed approximately 2,650 pounds The truck was four times that heavy I had four cylinders and 225 horsepower The truck was a V-8, maybe a V-10 with over 300 horses

The nu wheel to the left just the sa into the truck

The pickup rocked, but stayed its course

I kept leaning against it, even asthe Audi spinning into the ditch or under the truck

Be afraid, be very afraid, ue from SFelse, so inexplicable that I would noodle over for weeks to coiven ure skating

The truck had tooto shove h-speed rollovers

I knew of only one way to escape it

I swung the steering wheel to the right

The Audi flew off the highway at sixty-three miles an hour

For an instant, I was airborne, the car soaring above the roadside ditch

There was nothing fortih anyway for my inner voice to announce, You love this car