( It's the little things as she slows down enough to roll down the window and sway the pass across, the gate coming to life. She idles, speeding through as soon as she can, tires screeching.
And she heads to the left, trying to get as much distance between them and the hunters as she can. )
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And she heads to the left, trying to get as much distance between them and the hunters as she can. )