How to verify a woman? Looking for XX chromosomes is quite accurate, but difficult. Genital exam is fairly accurate, but not socially acceptable. Some less accurate, but still useful clues: Look for a carrying angle at the elbows. Women have arms that angle out at the elbow, men less so. And women usually have index fingers longer than their ring finger, men don't. You're welcome.

Some cities have a police force while others can have The Keystone Cops.

LMAO. . .I knew a guy: Lint Eastwood once . . .

Sounds like we both ran into Sheriff Buford T. From Smokey and the Bandit.

Nope...never knew anybody named Dusty

When I was a kid, I said I would never let that happen to me. Then I did the same thing. Damnit

Laughing out loud get the UNIVERSE involved with the funny!

We all made mistakes like that. I let my fav. car, late production model 1961 starliner with a 406 4 speed go to a friend . . .worth maybe 100K today.
. . .and, like a dummy, let my last 240Z go when I clearly could have put it aside . . .just because of a little rust on the frame. A few years later, Japan was rebuilding them at the factory. Worth 40+ these days.

I remember those days!!

Exactly!

That sucks. I never had an early one, but gave away a perfect 1990 LX 5.0 model for $500! What an idiot I am.

Yes they did have personality, not just in looks but in how they operated as well.

Took me back to my first car, a '67 Mustang. How I miss the days when a car had a personality. Funny bunch, ouc, and sharing them to give my circle a good laugh :)

ooo, and equally low, blow!

Welcome!

I remember having to surrender my AAA card to pay for a speeding ticket in Nebraska. He actually followed me, a few miles behind me, from the previous state. Said, "NOT ONCE DID YOU" drive under 80mph!

Probably friends that just wanted to be around you . . .

I used to watch Barret Jackson in my garage while working on My 66 GT.

During the Sixties I rode a Greyhound bus fro St. Petersburg to Dothan, Alabama, the town I grew up in.
Dothan is only about 30 minutes from the Florida line.
But it took all night to get there and the sun was coming up when I used a payphone for a parent to come and get me.
Keep in mind St. Petersburg is roughly halfway down the west side of Florida.

I had some the other day with my Bison Burger!

I prepared for the trip by recording my fav, radio station for a whole day. Couple times during the trip I forgot it was a recording and question what the DJ was saying, Date/News/weather . . .

During my first of 2 trips to the west (1972 or 1973, I was entering New Orleans. Driving, I asked my brother if he had seen a speed limit sign and he said no.
Went over a small bridge. Speed trap was rigged to clock my speed coming down the other side of the bridge.
Because I was out of state, I was placed under arrest. Never was cuffed but stood around for an hour watching them ticket who often complained
of the so obvious a speed trap.
Asked them if my brother could follow as they took me to "central lockup."
They laughed as they tried to lose my brother and all the more when he was forced to run a changing traffic light to keep up. Scumbags? Yep!
I was in a holding cell with a bunch of unhappy guys for about 15 minutes when someone called my name.
It was mispronounced but I knew it was me and did not correct the jailer. (Just get me out of there!)
Another cop told me my fine was $10. I could not believe I went to jail for $10!
"Ten dollars?" I inquiringly exclaimed. I was told if I wanted to contest the fine I'd stay in jail before appearing in court at 1PM the next day.
To that I said, "TEN DOLLARS? I'VE GOT TEN DOLLARS!"
My brother was waiting for me outside.

Yep . . .welcome to the club.

Wow, my 66 GT, (The First GT made for 1966) was valued at that price . . .too bad I couldn't keep it when the housing market crashed. Rebuilt from the ground up.

The LOOK of a car was it's advertising, told you all you needed to know.