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Yeah man, I remember riding in my grandfathers car when I was real young, and just as he was going around a bend, I mistook the window lever for the door lever. Damn, I suppose I shoulda been dead right there, but no one was behind us. Who cared about seat belts?
Back then, during summer vacation, my mom would pack me and my best friend peanut butter sandwiches after breakfast and tell us just to go play. She seriously didn't expect to see us back till dinner time. Can you imagine that happening now?
Jesus, crazy to think about it now. How am I still here?
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