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First Line of yesterday:

The bus lurched and shook as I navigated the shoulder – and the curb, the mailboxes, and some yard – getting us to Byron’s shortcut.

Last Line of yesterday:

The bus quieted, just in time for us to hear the cannon fire.

Current Word Count:
4698

Words Yesterday:
1511

Par:
4500

Death Count:
~2

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