Monday, December 04, 2006

I was riding in the back seat of the car. I was less than 12. My dad was driving, and he and my mom were talking. A big piece of black plastic was wafting through the air down the road. I assumed it would flap down and cover our windshield before blowing away. I thought about warning my dad, but I figured he had already seen it and prepared himself, would not be alarmed. The piece of plastic whacked down on the windshield for a second and he was totally taken by surprise. The car wobbled as his hands jerked on the wheel. I figured he'd failed.
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