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| Friday night I was moving the soil finisher and had to pull into a small subdivision to get to the field. There was an older lady in a small car that pulled up to the stop sign on the street that I needed to pull into and I was trying to wave her to pull out because I couldn't pull into that street until she was out of my way. When I finally got her attention and she moved I could look down on her , she had a taco salad with a fork on her lap that she was trying to eat as she drove. | |
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Texting and Driving
