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one of them lived in arizona, one in new mexico. they were on opposite sides of the same road at the same time without a common starting or destination point. the odds are probably stacked against that coincidence alone. Then when you realize that she lost control of her car at the exact right (wrong) moment, crossed the road and the person she killed was her cousin? Wow.
come on you cellar geeks, get your fancy math gizmos out and figure it out.
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