"It was a Chevy Sprint Turbo. Red with white stripes. Powered by a little 3-cylinder that sounded like the Beehive's sewing machine and had torque-steer like I'd never imagined but it would scoot and got a zillion miles per gallon doing it.
As for the Blonde, St. Sludgo takes the current opportunity to display his tarnished wings. I never forgave her. Resented the move back to Spokane and shut her out, to the point she eventually left me for her new boss. Details are listed elsewhere if…"
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