The granite escarpments of Castle Crags silhouetted the western skyway, massive gargoyles hunched and staring. I thought of my motherās words: āDonāt do that. Youāll get hurt. Be safe. Youāre going to die.ā Sentences that salted every conversation I had with her. I revved the engine and accelerated. Iād intended to get on the roadā¦
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