April xx, 1997 

Driving down the Jefferson St. bridge in Rockford in Tim’s convertible. His girlfriend is in the front seat. Tim is driving around a hundred mph, but we don’t seem to be getting very far on the bridge. Suddenly, cars start driving the opposite way on the bridge and we narrowly miss collisions with a mini-van and a bus. His girlfriend suggests we slow down and I second that. He doesn’t slow down, though.

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