"And as long as I've got a minute, here's the story of the fender scratch.
The youngest. In his pedal car. The one that used to be mine when I was a kid. A little-old yellow el-ranchero kind of a set-up with a black dump-box. That has sharp metal edges. And he was just backing up Dad. And he was Really Sorry for hitting the bike. Honest.
I always thought about getting it fixed. Was always glad I never did. He's twenty now....s
;^)"
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