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...I Just Play One on TV
I knew he'd caught me. It was the first time in a long while that the 405 had been wide open and I was taking full advantage of that delicious opportunity. A few minutes into driving way too fast, I spotted the black and white in my rear view and knew my happiness would be short lived.
But then...he moved into another lane! As he drove past me, I noticed the words "Movie Car" on the side of his door and felt an incredible rush of relief.
Only in L.A. Anyone else had an encounter with this jolting facsimile?