Man I hate traveling. You are just at the mercy of strangers... I once woke up in the wee hours of the night, on the back seat of my 67 Galaxy because it was all quiet.. A hitch hiker I had picked up was driving and the motor had blown.. He had no idea what had happened. Looked under the hood to...
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