Snow slamming horizontally against the windshield, reflect screaming headlights, a dark sky, and trees. The car will slide gently into a canyon, and once: A left blinker, yellow binary filled with water, splashing inside, speckled with dead bugs distracted me from the task of braking. -e. _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
