<< In a message dated 4/5/00 5:50:14 PM Central Daylight Time,
bohler@hooked.net writes:
<< You know I was kidding? Right?
:o) >>
Peggy
Yeah, I figured that out. The actual story is a bit long and drawn out. Was
a year ago this past Oct. Beautiful days in the 70s. The guy told me, This
weather won't last long, here's the keys, drive it. He said can't get the
title till Mon from the lock box at the bank. Mon evening he called and told
me he couldn't find the title and was going to have to apply for lost title.
Brought me over his insurance card, told me to keep his plates on it, and
drive it, this weather won't last forever. Wouldn't take any money, I
offered. I drove it for three weeks until he got the new title, and it became
officially mine. Although I'd never owned an LBC, my brother has a 78 Midget
and I knew how much fun they were.
Roger Meridith
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