My PLN story goes like this:
We, Joanie & I, were back at the Speedway for the 500 in '85. We went to a
fancy/dancy restrauant with our hosts for dinner the night before the 500, (I
know - we should have been at the sprint car races!!!!)
Anyway, as we arrived the Newman/Haas party was getting ready to leave. When
they left their table a 30ish woman, dressed to the nines, ran up to the
recently vacated table and grapped Paul's empty Bud bottle before the busboys
could clear it. The way she screamed and jumped you would have thought that
she had found the Hope Diamond in a box of Cracker Jack.
DW
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