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Brave Browser blocks trackers and intrusive ads that can slow you down on the web

Brave Browser is the brainchild of Brendan Eich (co-founder of the Mozilla Project). It’s an ultra-secure, open-source web browser that is based upon the Chromium/Blink engine, and it aims to block website trackers and remove intrusive internet ads. In doing so, it will replace them with ads that are sold by Eich’s company.

The browser also aims to improve your online privacy by sharing less data with ad customers. It does this by targeting web ads via an analysis of users’ (anonymous) browsing history. Brave opts to retain 15% of ad revenue for itself, pay content publishers 55%, ad partners 15%, and, (this is the good bit) give 15% to the browser’s users’. You, the user, can then donate to bloggers and or other web content providers through a micropayment system.

Brave has been designed specifically to block ads and trackers, which slow your browsing speed down, spend your bandwidth, and try to access your private data. The developers want to show tailored, clean ads, in order to help fund website owners and other Brave users alike.

Brave does come with a few handy security tools built-in to help protect your privacy. For instance, by integrating HTTPS Everywhere, Brave ensures your connections to websites are always the securest they can be. The browser also blocks tracking pixels and tracking cookies, and you also can set your default search engine to Duck Duck Go, instead of Alphabet’s standard engine.

Overall, Brave is a really quick web browser that has a crisp, trimmed-down interface, which is really easy to use, and a joy to navigate the web with. Upon testing, we were able to navigate to our favorite websites in hardly any time at all, with no glitches in sight. The security tools are first-rate, and the fact you can help out developers by giving back to the community is a real bonus feature. All in all, Brave is definitely a browser to check out.

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What’s new:
– Fixed “Maximum number of ads displayed” incorrectly being set to 0 after upgrade in certain cases.
– Upgraded Chromium to 92.0.4515.115.

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D
UCK!!!”

Bobby Ellis-Chan flung himself to the ground just in time. One second later and he could have been hit or even killed. Or at the very least, he might have lost an eye. There was no telling how fast that football was going.

“Son, are you okay?” a deep voice boomed.

As he rolled over and squinted up, Bobby could make out a giant silhouette looming over him. His dad was so big that he blocked the sun.

“Sorry about that,” Annie said, rushing over and yanking her brother up off the ground. “But you walked right in front of us. That was dumb. Hey, are you okay? You look funny.”

“I'm fine,” Bobby insisted. His leg was sore and he had scraped his elbow, but he didn't dare let Annie know he was hurt or else she might call him a wimp. His big sister was brave and never complained when she was injured â like the time she broke her finger but refused to go to the doctor for two days.

Annie put her helmet back on and tightened the strap. “Dad and I were just throwing spirals. You want to join us?” When Bobby hesitated, she teased him, “Come on, it won't kill you. Football is fun!”

Bobby pretended to think it over before saying, “No thanks. Maybe some other time,” which meant “never.” He picked up his skateboard and hobbled toward his mom and Casey.

“Look!” Casey cried, holding up something wiggly and slimy. “A baby snake! Bobby, say hello to Snakey Snake Snake!”

“That's a worm,” he pointed out. The worm looked distressed. “You'd better put it back.”

Casey pouted. “But I want to invite Wormy Worm Worm to a tea party. Princess Becky says to be nice to nature.” Bobby's little sister adored the TV show
Princess Becky's Planet
so much that she wore her Princess Becky costume and crown every day.

Mrs. Ellis-Chan set aside her basket of yellow and red zinnias. “Bobby, it looks like you're hurt,” she said. “Let's get you cleaned up.”

As his mother bandaged him up inside the house, Bobby could hear his father's booming voice outside.

“You've got a great arm, Annie!”

“That last pass was perfect!”

“You sure know how to make your father proud!”

Bobby winced.

“I'm sorry,” his mother said. “Did I put the bandage on too tight?”

He shook his head. “It's nothing,” he said. “I'm fine.”

Bobby trudged up to his room and stayed there for the rest of the morning. He had important things to do, like drawing pictures of friendly aliens and their pets, cleaning his fish tank, and peeling off the sparkly stickers Casey had stuck all over his skateboard helmet. Finally, he decided to head to Holly's house and see what she was up to. Maybe he could talk her into going rock hunting. Or better yet, if he timed it right, maybe Holly would invite him to stay for lunch. Bobby was feeling a tad hungry, and Mrs. Harper, Holly's mother, made wonderful homemade bread and soup. She was the best cook. Everyone knew that.

Bobby's mom was back in the garden studying her flower bed. “It needs something,” Mrs. Ellis-Chan mused. “But what? Maybe a small fountain or statue?”

Casey looked up with interest. “How about a castle?” she asked. “Or a moat. We should have a moat, then we could get an alligator and a whale, and Wormy Worm Worm could go swimming!”

“Be gentle with that worm,” Bobby said. He didn't know much about worms, but he did know a lot about his little sister and how excited she could get.

“I
am
gentle, Bobby,” Casey insisted. “Look! Wormy Worm Worm is hugging me!” Sure enough, the worm had curled around Casey's finger.

Bobby stepped onto his skateboard and pushed off. He breezed down the driveway and did an impressive ollie along the way, getting high in the air. The thought of a big bowl of Mrs. Harper's soup was making his stomach growl.

Mr. Ellis-Chan and Annie were laughing and talking as they did push-ups on the lawn. “That Bobby,” he overheard his father say when he skateboarded past, “he's not like me.”

“That's for sure,” Annie answered.

Suddenly, Bobby wasn't hungry anymore.

O
n Monday morning, Holly was waiting on her front porch. She leapt up when she saw Bobby. They high-fived with their right hands, high-fived with their left hands, stuck their thumbs in their ears, wiggled their fingers, and shouted, “Whoop! Whoop! Whoop!”

When they finished their supersecret greeting, Bobby noticed that Holly had combed her hair again. It was a useless habit she had picked up over the summer, and that was over a month ago. If that weren't bad enough, today Holly was wearing a pink dress. Bobby tried not to shudder. Not only did dresses make Holly look like a girl, but pink was his least favorite color. Bobby's most favorite color was cerulean, a darkish shade of blue. He loved saying
cerulean
.

Cee-roou-lee-an.
Cerulean
. Cerulean.

Bobby even had a cerulean

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