A car pulled up beside me on the interstate, matching my fast speed. But I saw some deep dips coming up so I slowed down. My rival did not.
He shot into the air, veered over to the opposing highway and flipped over. Naturally, he blamed me.
At trial, I proved I never touched his car and he wrecked of his own accord. But for some reason, my innocence scared me.
The jury rendered me guilty since I was innocent and blameless, that I should die for their sins and thus keep their world inverted.
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