rolling past behind him in an old Ford pickup the bearded driver yelled You must live a charmed life, man!  he laughed heartily 

Yathink 

          he was crossing six lanes of trafficquickstepping through the fourthwaved to a woman driver who hesitantly went left behind him he waved the book he was reading in thanks and the paper he tucked inside it to jot notes slippedout fell onto the road she steered right a bit not to run it overhe went left behind her the paper folded used its wings to skipup the road away from him he gave chasecaught it stompedsnagged it and standingup he was coollyamazed   there was no traffic 

                                          except for the Ford  

casually he tucked the paper at the back of the book and finished strolling across the street            

Yathink

   Howbout tha I can scarcely believe it 

                                           Aint a soul gonna believe me if I tell em 

Aah but you don tell tales

I don unless I preface it tha I am

Youll have to start this one You wouldnt believe it but . . .

If you werent with mehere with me an I told ya woudya believe me

I woud because unexpected things happen to you on the regular

Im a fan

You are

Thawas ridiculously unexpected

                                   Woudave thought I mightave been kissin the grill of distracted driver who only saw thathe light was green  not some cat stooped over in the road

Charmed

  Im somethinged

1420,  Thursday,  29  6. 23

409preferred,  reggaefriday,  30  6. 23

Murder by Death  ‘52Ford  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jn9QfUyBH7I