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Many of my stories involve sleep driving...Right John R
There was this one time. Shore flyrod bluefish was a category I had placed a couple times. With two weeks left the leader was only 3 pounds and change. I left a note at the fishing shack declaring I would not return until I took the lead. THREE days later I was woken up by house mates because I was asleep with my engine running in the old Dodge Ramcharger. I was by the stalls where you either go left onto Norton Point dune road or straight onto South Beach. When they woke me up I moved and the truck surged forward. Apparently I fell asleep behind the wheel with the truck still in gear at the point where the road becomes the beach and the truck just stopped in idle. I don't know who laughed harder the crew that woke me up or me.
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