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If there is someone that would be my friend...I would be grateful.
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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 655847" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>So, here is my driving across the bridge story: A huge, old, rattling white semi. I pass him. Don't want him anywhere near me when I am driving the bridge. I get onto the freaking bridge and what should pull up on my left side, just barely out of the periphery of my vision, but that stupid white semi.</p><p></p><p>He was there, just out of my range of vision, through the whole crossing.</p><p></p><p>I was driving a convertible.</p><p></p><p>Windy, noisy, wild ride in the best of times.</p><p></p><p>And there I was, driving the bridge with that rattling old semi just behind and out of my range of vision.</p><p></p><p>I realized afterword that I had dreamed it before it happened.</p><p></p><p>I continued to cross the bridge. I had made a commitment to do something that required refresher classes. There were like, five refresher classes. None of the other bridge drives were as scary as that first one.</p><p></p><p>Man, it sucked.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 655847, member: 17461"] So, here is my driving across the bridge story: A huge, old, rattling white semi. I pass him. Don't want him anywhere near me when I am driving the bridge. I get onto the freaking bridge and what should pull up on my left side, just barely out of the periphery of my vision, but that stupid white semi. He was there, just out of my range of vision, through the whole crossing. I was driving a convertible. Windy, noisy, wild ride in the best of times. And there I was, driving the bridge with that rattling old semi just behind and out of my range of vision. I realized afterword that I had dreamed it before it happened. I continued to cross the bridge. I had made a commitment to do something that required refresher classes. There were like, five refresher classes. None of the other bridge drives were as scary as that first one. Man, it sucked. Cedar [/QUOTE]
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