I have got to go see my friend who is in a bit of a crisis. I am already dressed in my mint green shirt, skirt, an my favorite snakeskin flats. The plans are to take the Mustang, but the more I try cranking it to get it started, the weaker the battery gets until it trickles down to nothing. OK! So I guess I am gonna have to drive the Studebaker. By the time I get to the Studebaker I am aggravated and have lit up a cigarette, determined that I am going to get it started and take it. I pump and pump until it finally sparks to life. It wants to stall on me, and the more it stalls the harder I ... Show more