Sunday, May 31, 2015

Backseat Driver




When I first started driving, nobody wanted to sit in the car with me.  Pa had a sleek grey green Jaguar at that time and I knew he was worried sick I would crash it somewhere.  So he became my backseat driver while my Mum became my brakes.

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