Too many people have the misconception that if they lock their doors and wear their seatbelts, they’ll be trapped and will die in a car accident. Th...t’s not true. Many people have died in survivable accidents not from crashing their cars but by being ejected from their cars for not locking their doors and for not wearing their seatbelts. Depending upon the severity of the crash, of course, the door can still be unlocked and forced opened after the crash. Much like what happened with Chrysler. "It's the most comfortable place in the establishment. There's a table with cigarettes and ashtray right beside you, and if you'll excuse me a minute I'll go fetch the goodies."The sound of soft music surprised Carol as she prepared the tray and she looked in from the small kitchen to see that Mark had walked to where her little transistor radio sat, had turned it onto a particular station, and was now confidently returning to the couch. The sight of him so tall and straight dominating her. As the song picked up, so did I, moving into the center of the stage, and surprising everyone with a cartwheel. I sank to the floor of the stage, leaned back, raised my legs straight into the air, and spread them as wide as I could, completely opening myself to the entire room. Again, the room erupted into cheers. I spun around with my legs spread, my body parallel to the floor and support in front by one hand. I turned slowly, controlling my balance, as I became bent over backwards, my head. "One more thing that you should know," JJ said getting herself under control. "Having an alien in your mind isn't just about reading minds and not being able to lie. You can actually kind of ride with someone. Jim did it tonight when he was on his way to my house to get the girls and me away from the General. Jim, Kim and Blake have been with me while I told you all of this. Al, the alien in Jim, has been helping project the images in my mind while I told the story so you would understand.