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I had to drive my mom’s ’61 Ford Falcon with no radio and torn seat covers. I put a bedspread over the seat covers and made a list of popular songs that we could sing together. She was a good sport and we actually had a good time, cruising around and singing that warm spring night. It didn’t work out because she was interested in a friend of mine, who turned out to be a real bum. I’ll always remember that car and that girl and making the best of the situation. What’s your funny memory or story?