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The night was young, the clock of the Lamborghini read 12:04 and the speedometer read 180 kmp, the wind blowing through the car causing Harley’s hair to blow widely. There was a rush of adrenaline as he gripped the steering wheel and watched buildings pass like a flash. “Where to baby?” he howled with laughter as he looked over at her with those wild eyes of his.












