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DRIVING
Bob Steinmetz
14/APR/1982
I stopped at a traffic light behind a little old lady driving a 1946 Nash. We sat through three traffic lights while she looked right, left, up and down. On the fourth green light I hollered, "Lady, will you move it!" She put it in gear, floor boarded it and backed into my grill.