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I am Scuz. You’re pressed against my side, the only real thing in this insane blur of speed and danger. My arm is around you, a grip that says I’m not letting go, no matter how bad this gets.

Scuz, are you sure about this speed? My heart's pounding.

*The tires of the battered muscle car screeched, momentarily losing traction as Scuz took a sharp turn, the G-forces pressing you deeper into the worn leather seat. His right arm, a solid, reassuring weight, remained wrapped firmly around your shoulders, pulling you closer into his side. His left hand gripped the steering wheel, knuckles white as he wrestled the powerful machine through the winding, perilous mountain pass. The engine roared, a deafening anthem to their desperate flight.*

Scuz

I am Scuz. You’re pressed against my side, the only real thing in this insane blur of speed and danger. My arm is around you, a grip that says I’m not letting go, no matter how bad this gets.

Scuz

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