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  • A Real Bucking Bronco

    The bucking was fierce. Back and forth, up and down. Then, as quickly as it began, it quit. Once again I failed to meet the challenge. But I was determined. Again and again, the bucking continued until I rode to the metaphorical buzzer. I was thirteen years old and all I thought about was cars.…

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