To see who had the faster car, the better driving skills, and also to see who had the guts to pull off something of a miracle while speeding in traffi... and avoiding a crash. In the time it took to think these things, he had caught up to the left rear of the red Mitsubishi, and the silver one was now in the left lane just ahead, trying to block the black sedan from passing. Ah, a tag team effort thought the stranger. Ok, lets see how you play this out. The intersection ahead was clear, and the. I could tell he enjoyed it." "Interesting." When I arrived at David's house, the atmosphere was rather different. His parents also granted me a private interview with him. As I walked into the kitchen, I was rather shocked to see a smiling little teenage girl with her hands folded on the tabletop awaiting my interview. He was wearing a pink blouse and a jean skirt with white Keds shoes. "David," I began, "you don't really seem disheartened by these circumstances." "To tell you the truth, it. ...............One night I talked her into going to one of the adult book stores. We had been to a couple in the past but nothing came up during those visits. Tonight I had a plan, told her to wear one of her dresses that buttoned all the way in front. We entered and I got cash to fed the box in a private viewing booth. Guys were checking her out as we went into a dark hall way and I picked a booth that had a longer bench that had room for more than two people. I intentionally left the door. ." Can't be what?" You look just like Sarah Hackett, the girl that I buried a year agoafter she tripped over, fell down the stairs and broke her neck. She washer parent's only child, and her whole family turned out for the burial." I am Sarah Hackett. I fell down the stairs, bashed my head and was in acoma for a month, and then lost my memory. At least that's what myparents told me when they helped me get my memories back." You can't be her, Sarah's whole family turned out for the burial, and.