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Were gonna die" I say starting to feel really claustrophobic in this car

"No, we're not. Not if this car drives!" Noah says looking at the cop cars heading our way

"Drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive, drive!" "Drive! Please! I'm gonna die! Please! No quiero morir!(I don't want to die)" Noah and I exclaim at the same time.

Again I feel the pedals move under my feet as I hear that weird whirring sound and the car changes gears. The tires screech as the car turns and starts to drive away. I grab onto the door handle as the car makes a sharp turn.

I hear a smashing sound and as I look at Noah he turns around to look out the back windshield.  I look and see that two of the cops pursuing us crashed. I turn back and see Noah looking at me.

"We can't stay on this road much longer. They'll eventually get to us." I say thinking of a way for us to get away

"The bridge, the bridge, the bridge, take the Williamsburg!" Noah tells the car, hanging on for dear life.

The car makes another turn onto the bridge. Already we're swerving between cars at high speeds. I close my eyes and start to pray that God helps us through this situation. I'm not ready to die or go to jail. I still haven't finished college or apologized to my manager, or been to Paris, or gotten married, or had kid-

My thoughts are cut off when the cop behind us rams into the back of the car making us jump forward, almost hitting my head on the steering wheel.

" You serious, man?" Noah says

The cop does it again and we jump again

"Yo, you good?" Noah asks me looking worried

I nod my head warily. The car turns around now driving backwards and we're facing the cop.

"Oh, nah. Oh, nah." Noah says still doing those stupid breathing exercises

We keep riding this way, still swerving between cars when the cop rams into us once again.

"Help us, do something, please!" Noah begs

Never in my life would I expect my life would be in the hands of a crazy driving demon car. Never thought I would be begging a car for my life either yet here we are.

The car's light shines brighter, blinding the cop. I hear the weird whirring sound again so I just know something weird is about to happen. The parts of the car start breaking apart slowly and moving around right before my eyes. I sit looking absolutely flabbergasted as my seat spins and we're now facing forward again.

"Oh! Yo, nah! Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah!" Noah says while i sit silently with my mouth and eyes wide open

We swerved in front of an eighteen wheeler and could no longer see the cop. Though I knew he was still chasing us because I could hear the sirens and see the glare of the lights off the side of other cars.

"Come in, come in! Can you hear me, Mirage?" The radio talks again

"Mirage?" I say looking at Noah who looks just as confused as me

I hear the whirring sound and look around for what's happening this time. I look out the window to see more mes and Noah's driving more cars next to us. The car to the left of us shows Noah in the driving seat turning around and flicking off the cop while I smirk mischievously. The car to the right of us shows me smiling while driving and that me looks at us still smiling while driving with one hand on the steering wheel. That Noah smiles and waves at us with a cunning smirk on his face.

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