Reid....Transportation A La Mode

Had I known what I was in for, I might have brought along my duster and goggles. But then I saw that my old pal Reid wasn't even bothering with socks. So much for protective clothing. Devil take the hindmost, we were off to lunch in his stretch golf cart. I could only hope that his many-pocketed vest contained a first aid kit.
Before I could inquire, we had bolted onto the sidewalk. Take comfort, Columbians. He only drives this contraption in Camden. As for you, Camdenites, at least one happy note--you'll hear him coming because he's covered the thing with wind chimes.

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