Chapter 52 Fifty-Two

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The tire screeched against the pavement as the car suddenly sped into the moonlit night. Luigi drove fast but roughly. The ride was bumpy, and the three of us in the car kept bouncing in our seats.

If Lucas hadn't tightened my seatbelt, I was sure I would have somehow flown...

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