Liam Larson “You're going to be fine,” I tell the limp girl in the passenger seat as I drive carefully through the mountain roads. The black pavement is slick and deadly under the wheels of my BMW, and I clench my jaw as I slow down for the sharp turns. It wouldn't be very heroic if I crashed my car in the middle of rescuing my girlfriend from her accident, now would it? My eyebrows are narrowed in concentration as I drive with near-surgical precision, but I know I need to keep talking and being cheerful to distract her from the pain. “From now on, things are going to be different, Winter. We need to stop talking about all the phenomenal things we could do, and actually do them. I’m tired of waiting. This has been a really big wake-up call. Let’s promise that once we get through this, we’re going to stop being such workaholics. I want to live.” I try to speak with enthusiasm while focusing on the treacherous roads. It's easy to see why she crashed. Even a skilled driver with perfect vision, in perfectly bright daylight conditions, could make a fatal mistake in conditions like this.
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