The betrayal of the best is hard to take and
not to be endured lightly! A recent incident
reminded me of how we all hate the breakdowns.
I can remember as a child, sitting in a cold car,
while daddy changed the tire or monkeyed with
the engine. Bless his heart! would that we all
could afford brand new vehicles and that they
would actually go the distance. I pray I never
break down when I'm on my own! Wonder if
I'm too old to study mechanics? Not bloody
likely, I guess . . .
bowing to the gods
who are you what is your name
gods of ancient cars
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