Furtive glance over shoulder completed,
the ankle eases its angle on the accelerator
the fleeing had completely fled
and the deep breaths can start once again.
"I can't believe I made it"
are the words that flash across his brain
glancing back over the seat once again to view the loot
as the car smashes into the side of the police cruiser.
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