Seriously, Only Seven and a Half Hours

Seven and a half hours. That’s how long I had my driver’s license before I wrecked my mom’s car. Yes, seriously. But hear me out. There’s much more to the story. March 28, 1980. A Friday night. I remember it like it was yesterday because it was (plus or minus 42 years). 🙂 I’ve got … Read more

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