Quote by Megan Erickson Download Open image ““I speed sometimes,” I muttered to myself as I rounded the car. “I even speed through yellows.”” — Megan Erickson ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.0 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare
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