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==Matteo==
I hadn’t fully made it out of town when I noticed a navy blue Toyota trailing me. At first, I had thought nothing of it, but then as time passed I realised the person was in fact on my tail. He’d taken every turn I'd taken. So, now I was convinced. However, I decided to ignore him. Should I keep going and notice he was still following me, I would then lash out.
And just like that, he didn’t back off. I made to jam the brakes, but hesitated. That was a foolish thing to do. If I did that, the guy would be forced to hit use brakes too. Or, he would keep going. The consequences were the same. It meant that we both would collide and fall to our deaths. So, instead of jamming my brakes, I gradually slowed down. The car copied me, and I, unable to put up
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