Got ya beat. I took a party of 9 across town for a picnic. And all the
picnic goodies. In my 76 Midget. Someplace I have a photo of this mass in
the midget before we left. It was a lark and not very safe, but we did it
and didn't even get a ticket.
>>>>On 6/9/00 8:31 PM so and so (Robert Duquette) said. (And I quote:)
>I got stopped in Ottawa once with 7 ( in their early 20s ) in my 'B'. I was
>told that 2 would have to get out and walk or I would get a ticket. ( I was
>3 blocks from home. )
>From: Brad Fornal <email@example.com>
>To: Steven Fooshee <firstname.lastname@example.org>
>Cc: Spridgets list <email@example.com>
>Date: June 9, 2000 8:00 PM
>Subject: Re: NJ Registration (Grr...)
>>If you tried that these days you'd have enough tickets to make a book.
>>Steven Fooshee wrote:
>>> Actually, when my dad had his Midget he would sit my brother and
>>> my sisters on the back "shelf" (they were 7,6, and 4) with my mother (of
>>> rather large proportions) riding shotgun. He said they got the
>>> occasional stare. It would seem that they weren't too concerned with
>>> seatbelts back then.
>>> 1990 GS 500-E: Two cams, four valves, solid lifters.
>>> MCMLXIX Sprite: One cam, eight valves, pushrods, solid lifters.
>>> 1987 RX-7 TII: Valvetrain schmalvetrain! I'm riding the gravy train!
>>> Never be so crass as to unnecessarily split an infinitive.
Keep your top down and your chin up.
Larry B. Macy, Ph.D.
Department of Psychiatry
University of Pennsylvania
3400 Spruce St. - 10 Gates
Philadelphia, PA 19104
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