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Many years ago, I was in Paris, France. I was on foot, and stopped to admire an F40 parked on the curb outside of an English pub. As I admired the thing, an Englishman and his wife approached.
Apparently, my U.S. Serviceman haircut hinted that I would respond to English.
He said, "Pretty nice car, eh? Would you like to take it for a spin?"
My instananeous first thought was that I'd be asked to "pay" to take it for a spin... but, hell, this guy was with a WOMAN, so I figured that he probably wasn't going to ask for THAT from me. It took me another second or so to respond with, "Hell, yes... I would love to!" I could not believe my good fortune.
The Englishman said, "Well, too bad I can't help you out there, chap. No idea who's car that is!" He tipped his hat, gave a friendly wink, and he and his wife sauntered off, laughing.
I had to laugh, too... ol' boy had me going, just for a few seconds...
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