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Pretty well written article and quite interesting
The sun was just beginning to rise as Bradley Colas squeezed his eyes shut.
When he opened them, U.S. 13 stretched out before him. The Eastern Shore's tree-lined fields and weather-worn farmhouses whisked by.
He pressed hard on the accelerator of his 1999 Honda Civic.
He was in a hurry the morning of March 4. Somewhere in Philadelphia, he believed, there was evil to be vanquished.
In the predawn darkness, the rookie Virginia Beach police officer had strapped to his right hip his off-duty gun. He tucked a knife in his left pants pocket. Then he loaded his trunk with police gear and drove north, across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel and up the Shore.
God wants to test my faith, he thought.
He flew past the mom-and-pop diners, the seafood shacks, the motels that had long since billed their last guests.
The world seemed to move at half speed as his speedometer inched up toward 100 mph - almost double the speed limit.
Again, he closed his eyes.
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