It's not a ghost story, but it's a little strange. When I was a kid, … I was sitting in the back seat of our old silver boxy sedan, because those were the days when cars without any aerodynamic curves to their name were still a pretty common sight on the street. There were all … I couldn't see everything clearly because of the smoke and the vehicle in front of ours blocking a bit of my view, but of what I could see of the car, I could see something looked a bit odd. With a couple … …

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