Do you know how fast you were going?" Fang looked at the speedometer. . . "No," he said … - James Patterson

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Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home.

James Patterson

Do you know how fast you were going?" Fang looked at the speedometer. . . "No," he said truthfully. I tagged you at seventy miles per hour,"she said, pulling out a clipboard. I let out an impressed whistle. "Excellent! I never thought we'd be that fast. " Fang shot me a look and I put my hand over my mouth.

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