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Show i Thanked for Cranking. Some time ngo I went with n friend to see nn ncqunlntnnce nt n hospital, nml ns o were lealng my friend stopped In tho corridor to exchange n few woids with a doctor. I walked outside, whero a long lino of cars wns pinked ubaut the building, Intending to crank my friend's I'Ard. I hud some trouble shirting It, nnd whllo I wns cranking some one climbed Into the car, hut, thinking It wns my companion, compan-ion, I did not own look up. Imagine my surprise when the motor hegnn to whir nnd the enr backed off smoothly. I looked up Into the smiling fnco of a perfect stranger. "Thank you," he said, bowing. I hnd cranked the wrong car. New York Times. |