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Personal Narrative: The Road To Hollandale Beach Interstate
I exited the Interstate 95 ramp heading west towards Hollandale Beach Boulevard. I continued traveling west in the center lane as I drove over the rail road tracks another vehicle that exited the northbound ramp and tried to merge over into the center lane. Therefore, traffic was stop and go, I was already applying my brakes when I struck their vehicle on the driver’s side taillight and quarter panel. There is no damage to my vehicle.
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