"Ahh!"
Private turned the steering wheel as far right as it could go. "Whew."
He had missed the wheels of a car sejak centimeters. As the young penguin continued driving, he mentally slapped himself. Great job, Private, he thought. Of all the times to go, anda had to go at rush hour.
A truck pulled up in front of him. "Ahh!" he screamed again.
Private tried to jump out; but his flippers were locked in a death grip on the steering, and his feet would not alih from the pedal. The young penguin did the only thing he could do: he squeezed his eyes shut.
A few saat passed. Private opened an eye. "Huh?"...
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