150: Woo!

Camilla Glancing in the rearview mirror, I could see the menacing vehicle pursuing us, growing larger by the second. Crap! This was the part where panic set in. We realized we were running out of options. "Camilla, look out!" Ella shrieked, pointing ahead. My eyes snapped back to the road, and my stomach dropped. We were speeding toward a dead end—a looming precipice that spelled certain doom. I slammed my foot down on the accelerator; the engine roared in response. "What are you doing?" Ella cried in terror. "We have to get them off our tail," I said through gritted teeth. "Hold on!" When we neared the edge, time seemed to slow to a crawl. Every detail of the surrounding landscape became starkly clear: the swaying trees, the rustling leaves, and the chasm that yawned before us. And the moment our car reached the brink, I yanked the steering wheel to the right with all my might, praying the maneuver would work. Our car skidded, kicking up a cloud of dust as it veered sharply