My Guardian Angel Drives a White Ford Escort

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I kept pace with the same white Ford Escort from Palmdale, CA all the way to my exit at Magnolia off the 170.

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We kept passing each other, exchanging looks, then smiles, and finally waving at each other.

I bring this up because it seems so rare to have a "traveling companion" for so long a distance, especially when three different freeways are involved.

It's Friday, I feel good, the sun is shining, and my guardian angel drives a white Ford Escort.

Oh yeah, he's my guardian angel because for about the last 30 miles of my trip my gas tank was on empty.