Would you admit to your organization a miserable victim of a Ford 150 truck that stops at the side of a major Houston thorofare with no indication that it is stopped and lures me to smash into it while cruising along within the speed limit in my BMW 530i? Granted the 150 did not attack me in the manner Malcolm has become accustomed to be accosted both by the living and the metallic, but yet an organization of your obvious empathy for the stricken might engage your faithful to pray for me with ineffable fervor that i may never again be so attacked.
Yours in prostration,
Charlie
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