My Brush With Death in DC
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My brush with death in DC
The last thing I heard before my ears started ringing was my left turn signal clicking. I was stopped at a red light on a Saturday afternoon, waiting to glide into my parking lot near the Waterfront Metro stop in Washington, DC when a loud crack suddenly deafened me. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bullet-sized wound in my windshield. It wasn’t a windy day, and no cars had been passing by to kick a loose stone up at my beloved Camry, so it…
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Total News Sources4
Leaning Left2Leaning Right2Center0Last UpdatedBias Distribution50% Left, 50% Right
Bias Distribution
- 50% of the sources lean Left, 50% of the sources lean Right
50% Right
L 50%
R 50%
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