Here we are parked in the lot in front of the bank, where I pay my rent. We take Bob's car, his red VW. It is comfortable to ride in. It gets windy with the top down but it is fun. People sometimes walk by and ask me if the car is mine. I tell them no, it belongs to my son-in-law. I wonder if they really believe that I can drive? I turned in my drivers license when I was 82. So I don't drive anymore. Amyway, I don't think I could drive his car. I don't know how.
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