The runaway Torino When I rode to work in a carpool, we all met to park the other vehicles in the parking lot of my husband’s barber shop. One day I drove my husband’s 1972 Ford Torino to meet my ride. The only man who rode with us was sitting in his vehicle waiting, and I decided to pull up and back in next to him. I just forgot that the back of the seats were so high and I misjudged my distance and WHAM – I hit him. He jumped from his car as I pulled up and exited, leaving my car door open. We were observing the damage done to his vehicle when we realized the Torino was coming toward it again! I ran and jumped in but could not stop in time and I hit him again! As the man stood there in disbelief, I stomped on the accelerator to get out of there and it stuck! So like a bat out of Georgia, I went across the yard of the barber shop, and in order to avoid the shop I threw a tailspin in the yard and headed back into the parking lot before I finally got the car stopped. I stifled my laughter all the way to work, but the guy did not find it very amusing. This laugh cost me several hundred dollars. We still have the car but my husband took a Sawzall and made it into a convertible, so we can only drive it on sunny days. Joann Whitley |
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