The sleek new red convertible, its top down, purred smoothly over the crest of the long hill and dipped its hood for the descent. Before Sandy Allen could ease off the accelerator, the speedometer needle brushed past the seventy-mile mark and then dropped to sixty as the powerful engine acted as a brake.
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