I was in a vehicle - a very strange vehicle that consisted of only an open front seat, kind of like riding in a box with a bench-car seat in it, and a steering-wheel. It had the steering wheel on the right, like British vehicles. It had no windscreen. My father was driving it, and I was the passenger. We were driving somewhere specific, but there
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Love & Hugs,
Heather Anne
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