The things you see coming back from the scrap yard.

The closest scrap yard is a two hour drive so I only go when I have to take my wife to see one of her doctors.



The drive goes through many forests and a mountain pass. About half way back I see a car parked a little strange on the other side of the road. As I drive past I see a young woman in almost a sitting position with her pants down to her knees. I will leave it to your imagination what was happening. The closest rest stop is probably 30 miles.

No photos.

If no pics it didn't happen

Originally Posted by mikeinreco

If no pics it didn't happen

Ha Ha, my wife was sitting right next to me. If I stopped to get a shot she would have wacked me on the leg with why are you taking her photo.

Originally Posted by cyberdan

The closest scrap yard is a two hour drive so I only go when I have to take my wife to see one of her doctors.

The drive goes through many forests and a mountain pass. About half way back I see a car parked a little strange on the other side of the road. As I drive past I see a young woman in almost a sitting position with her pants down to her knees. I will leave it to your imagination what was happening. The closest rest stop is probably 30 miles.

No photos.

Perhaps the young woman was tending to her moon cycle.

Originally Posted by alloy2

Your wife certainly would have related to this situation much differently.

On that same long road I have offered a few times to stop so she could find a tree. No takers yet.