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It gave her the upper hand because when she matched the brakes, the car came to a halt, creating a screeching sound at the contact with the asphalt.
The force jerked us forward, nearly sending our heads slamming against the dashboard. She gasped in surprise.
Their car sped past us, given the speed at which they were moving earlier. And by the time they got the chance to reverse, Peach had taken a sharp turn, speeding off without a destination in mind.
"Yes!" I fist-pumped the air.
"That's my girl!"
Glancing through the side mirror, I discovered that we had lost them and that brought a grin to my face. I spared her a glance and she smirked, looking straight ahead.
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