We all have a good story to tell. I was driving into work one morning and this car was passing me on the left. The young man smiled and gave me the thumbs up. He was in the back seat. His mother was driving. So I let them get up a ways on the interstate to where I knew no cops ever sit. I gave him a fly-by he will never forget. I slowed down and started cruising again. His mom caught back up with me. This time, the crazy feller was hanging out the window a little bit and giving me two thumbs up. He was beside himself. His mother and farther were both smiling and laughing.
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