It’s a test that’s not unlike driving through thick, white mist–frightening beautiful, sheer terror, not knowing what turn will be your last. The answer is obvious, stop until the fog subsides, but somehow, the brake’s not within your reach, and you accelerate at full speed.

It’s not until you feel that drop in your stomach that you realize you’ve driven off the cliff. Freefalling, and you resist the urge to puke.

Your heart rate increases exponentially as the fall never seems to end.

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