Half way there, a car come speeding
next to the bus, blinking and blowing the horn and signaling to the bus driver
to stop. The car swerved in front of the bus making it stop, just to find out
that we were leaving an oil trail all over the high way.
Needless to say, the bus could not
continue any longer. So, there we were, in the middle of nowhere with a broken
bus.
It was a beautiful day, so I walked
a little, sat a little, walk some more.
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