He pushed harder, but the black car gained on him with impossible physics, hovering inches from his bumper. When he looked at the driver name above the car, it didn't show a real name. It simply read:
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The realization hit him like a concrete wall at 200 mph. This wasn't a game; it was a Trojan. The "free download" was a keylogger wrapped in a simulator's skin. He pushed harder, but the black car gained