SeniorSeeker
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When I was a kid, my mother was forever late for choir practice Sunday afternoons & she would light dad's Pontiac up like a Christmas tree backing out of the garage onto a gravel driveway. Then off she'd go burning the tires, as she left the gravel driveway and fired down the paved road in front fo the house. This picture reminds me of mom.
Ma Betty

too much armour all on them seats!