Brandon Lightfoot grinned as he smashed the accelerator with his foot, basking in the glorious sunlight reflecting off his aviator sunglasses. He threw his left arm out the side of his rolled down driver’s door, feeling the warm breeze slapping against his hand.
He gazed out onto horizon, seeing nothing but endless road that was Interstate 5 in northern …
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