We cannot control her.
She grabs our steering wheel and throw us into concrete walls.
We try to survive, but it is too late.
The reptilian mind is all-supreme, caught up in its frenzy, heading for the end zone,
Fighting toward relief, taking no prisoners, uninhibited, ruthlessly free.
The thinking brain has been squelched, terminated.
Reptile mind is all-powerful,
Cutting.
Hurting.
Slashing.
Smacking.
Hitting.
All we can...
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