Sienna glanced over at me.Then, without warning, she swerved into my lane.A gasp rose from the stands.I eased off the gas at once.She cut in front of me, her rear bumper barely missing the front of my car.Dad said gravely in my earpiece, "She's getting rattled."Of course I knew.I had seen that move in footage from her previous races.Whenever someone threatened her position, she used her car to push them off their racing line.In the past, however, she had always left them enough room to recover.Not today.She wanted to beat me. More than that, she wanted me to crash.Just like in my previous life, when she had set up that friendly race to kill me.When I survived the crash, she pushed me off a building instead.Another corner.I was about to pass on the outside when she suddenly swerved toward me.The front of my car came within two feet of her rear bumper.I slammed on the brakes.The tires shrieked against the asphalt.The cheering in the stands stopped.Someone cursed, "Has
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