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I'm trying to navigate through life, but the roads are iced over and this vehicle wasn't built for the treachery of snowy slopes. My tires turn at odd angles, oscillating wildly in their attempt to catch some semblance of traction. But the snow bank is getting closer and no matter how I twist the wheel I can't seem to steer away from what seems to be impending impact.
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
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I'm trying to navigate through life, but the roads are iced over and this vehicle wasn't built for the treachery of snowy slopes. My tires turn at odd angles, oscillating wildly in their attempt to catch some semblance of traction. But the snow bank is getting closer and no matter how I twist the wheel I can't seem to steer away from what seems to be impending impact.
Amberlynne
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Dec 12, 2014
Dec 12, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
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