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Something like this happened to me in Shanghai. I was late for my plane to Guangdong as I had mistaken which airport I would be flying from. I got in a cab and indicated to the driver when my flight was leaving and he clearly took it as a challenge. I have never been so scared in a car before or since. As you describe he weaved in and out of other cars driving week over any speed limit and at one point came up behind another car so fast and close that I actually let out an involuntary cry of alarm much to the drivers amusement. Just like you I got to the airport with just enough time rush through to the boarding gate and caught my flight. When I stepped out of the taxi I was literally shaking but actually delighted by the whole experience. I gave my driver a healthy tip. This would have been around 2005/2006.

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People always ask me what I miss about living in China and of course I say the food, but this story made me feel incredibly nostalgic - you captured the experience so well.

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Ah excellent story! Concidence, my daughter was telling me about Nezha just yesterday!

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