we drove down the curving motorway to the bottom fo the hill.
The beautiful and the unseen screaming at the driver.
Veer left, veer left.
And so he did allowing us to avoid a traffic queue.
I was backwards and needed to turn around.
Turn around, turn around.
And so I did ot atleast I tried to.
The motion of the car itself working against me.
Break, break...
The car slowed to a halt behind the other cars.
I was still struggling to turn around.
Turn around, turn around.
Is that how it goes you get to the end of your road
Still not able to turn it around.
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