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As I drove across Nevada.



I just had this feeling that someone was following me. Everywhere I went as I drove 65..ok...70mph there was this guy right on my butt, in and out of turns, up and over hills. I felt like I was in the movie "Duel"


OK, 75mph for those of you that know me. But no more than that....well maybe 80mph every now and again.

Comments

Travel said…
Of course "they" are following you, don't "they" follow all of us?

TR
8:10 AM
Bert said…
AND...?

For Gawd's sake you've left me on the edge of my seat.
2:16 PM
Travel said…
Bert, aren't "they" following you also? I am sure "they" were when we were there.

DG
3:09 PM
Anonymous said…
"They" usually travel in white Broncos, ala OJ...
12:15 AM
Travel said…
"They" must have caught up with you, you have been missing for a couple of weeks. Should we send out a rescue squad, start stockpiling ale for a ransom?

DG
12:28 PM
WickedHamster said…
I wouldn't bother. It's probably Rogue that has alienated his affections.
5:50 PM
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