Spider Meets Winshield.

Once upon a time, I was driving to pick up my son from baseball tryouts.  Then I had company looking at me from the other side of the windshield.  Here is the poorly drawn story of our relationship.

We were at a red light.  She seemed happy to see me.

Then the light turned green.

 Red light.

Green light.

Red light.

Green light.

The end.

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