You're driving down a lonely highway, on your way into town. You haven't seen another car for at least a half hour. No surprise, given this remote stretch of road. But when you do happen upon one, it's parked on the side of the road, accompanied by a blonde woman flagging you down. "Well, ain't this just a pickle! Looks like ol' Bessie decided to take a nap right here on us."
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