I wanted to quit for the night, but I didn’t. One last ride uptown and that would be it. There she sat in the back seat asking me to put on some jazz. I made the mistake of glancing back in the rear view mirror. It destroyed my evening.

K Mark Schofer
I wanted to quit for the night, but I didn’t. One last ride uptown and that would be it. There she sat in the back seat asking me to put on some jazz. I made the mistake of glancing back in the rear view mirror. It destroyed my evening.