I kinda spooked the horses as I ran up to the wagon, but the man acted like it happened all the time. I really wanted to meet this man after I heard about him on the radio, but did not have the time to chase him down. I was ecstatic when I saw the back of his wagon on the way to my gig in Garrettsville. I pulled off the road and ran back to meet him. I met him on route 88 at the turnpike overpass, a couple miles south of Garrettsville.
I kinda spooked the horses as I ran up to the wagon, but the man acted like it happened all the time. I really wanted to meet this man after I heard about him on the radio, but did not have the time to chase him down. I was ecstatic when I saw the back of his wagon on the way to my gig in Garrettsville. I pulled off the road and ran back to meet him. I met him on route 88 at the turnpike overpass, a couple miles south of Garrettsville.
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