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ArmaLite
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Today was rough. Had to drive for 3 hours because my father felt like it. Almost got in an accident too. I don't think I would've died if things went differently (was going 40 mph/64kmh) and the other fucker was pretty much stopped (xe was starting to pull out but didn't see me for some reason), but I'm a little shaken up. I think I'm going to start appreciating life more. It really can change in an instant. And to think I'm going to have to drive nearly every day soon... ugh.