The seagull on the post at the beginning of my street was an ominous sign. He was probably trying to warn me that the sand was now thick, soft and ready to goggle up my car. Yes, the road is topped with crushed gravel, but the 20 feet between the gravel and my car parking spot is a sand trap. So....I gunned it and swerved and swished into the sand and barely made it with my life! Now....I'm really worried about going downslope through it tomorrow morning in the dark as I leave for work. Do I smell a sequel? Or is it just the salt air cloudying my mind. Forgot to tell you that I make up words.
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