The ice cream truck crossed the intersection in front of Richard and Kameka and continued on Ludington Ave, where Richard was about to turn.
He spit a few mild swear words through clenched teeth, turned off his signal and sped through the intersection.
Kameka patted his knee.
“Behind the ice cream truck still would have been faster to the freeway, because…
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