Calm down. [Traffic's starting to pick up now that they're closer to town, but he of course is totally unfazed. Or at least sounds like it, anyway. He careens past a rapidly approaching van and starts winding around cars amidst a barrage of horns, leaning forward in his seat, his hands tight on the wheel. The 36's car remains on his tail, but falls behind in the driver's attempts not to get into a head-on collision, and the police cars remain on the correct side of the road, those drivers not being quite insane enough to tail him directly.]
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