Original Message

I know the feeling about arguing on the way home after a bad night. 1985 running URC at Bridgeport, Rod Hanna driving my car, crashed with Jim Fowler in consi. Rod and his brother Jeff got into a shouting match on I-95 on way home, a lot of things came out in that argument (discovered that Jeff had actually bought the engine in the car, not Rod). When we got home they got out to open garage, I turned around and said to Rod's new girlfriend "Them two are a lot of fun together, huh"? She told me she was almost ready to tell me to stop on 95 and let her out, she'd hitchhike home!