Jimmy Tiller
I mentioned back a few posts about a joke I played on Nancy once. I will hold that one for now and relate this one instead, since it really turned out to be on me! Most of us boys constantly trying to impress our girl classmates, would do some pretty silly stuff. I had recently learned from a fellow exactly how to crank a car without the keys, using two straight wires. I quickly became good enough at this to have earned a scholarship to reform school(another story) but Nancy didn't know it. One day after school, I approached her in the parking lot. She had forgotten something, and had to return to the school building. I told her jokingly that I was going to borrow her car for a little while. "Not hardly"' she laughed, locking her car and jingling her keys at me before putting them in her purse. Seized with inspiration, I barely waited until she was in the building before I popped her hood , cranked her car, left it running, and when back to my car. When she returned, and started to unlock her door, she realized that it was still locked, but now running. She would look first at the keys in her hand and then back at the car. She then sat down in her car and inserted the key to try to switch it off. To do that, she first had to turn the switch on, and when she did that the starter engaged the now spinning flywheel, making a loud noise.
And she still could not switch the engine off, because the jumper wire was still attached. As I pretended not to notice, she focused on me and with hands on hips and eyes narrowed: Jimmy! What did you DO to my car? I think I told her that high test gas would sometimes make a car do that. I thought she was going to clobber me with that pocketbook! Then I told her I could probably adjust it. I raised the hood, removed the wire, sticking it quickly in my pocket. This of course killed the engine, promptlng her to remark that her daddy was gonna kill her. I realized that I was the one in for trouble, and told her to try it now. It cranked promptly, and she sped out of the parking lot without so much as a hug! From then on, she kept a wary eye on me, and my proximity to her car.
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