Mark left the grocery store and walked across the parking lot towards our car. When he got to the car he noticed a big dent in the roof. He wondered about it for a moment or two (“When did that happen?”), opened the door, and climbed in. And THAT was when he realized the seat was set way back. And THAT was when he looked around and noticed that it wasn’t actually our car. And THAT was when he turned around to see the large, rather surprised-looking Doberman staring at him from the back seat. And THAT was when Mark scrambled out of the stranger’s car.
True story. And it wasn’t even dark out.
