I Swear a Dog Was Driving That Truck

My wife Hope and I (who are doing this course together) have a he-said/she-said moment from our past that we revisit constantly. It was the middle of the night, and, at the end of a long drive to pick up a friend in rural Vermont, we nearly crashed into a slow-moving pickup with no lights on, swerving back and forth across the road. After slowing down in a panic and trying to inch past it, I SWEAR I saw a golden retriever in the driver's seat. Hope saw no such thing. 15 years later, the debate continues.  

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