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One second you're chasing the summit in a screaming Evo... the next, the mountain swallows you whole. 😱 2012 Pikes Peak. Devil's Playground. No guardrails. No mercy. Jeremy Foley pushes too hard → the car understeers → launches off the edge → tumbles endlessly down the abyss in a...

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