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I Am My Car
I Am My Car
I Am My Car
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I Am My Car

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Jake is born and grows up in a little town in the San Gabriel Valley.
He early on becomes involved with cars and then with computers.
He gets a job in Arizona and then in San Diego.
Jake then acquires a 1934 Ford replicar, which gets him introduced to Janice from La Jolla.
Jake’s car then gets him introduced into society and eventually romance.

Extract:
In the morning, I pick Janice up, at her front door. I drive surface streets until we get to I-5 North. I get on the freeway and we’re headed to some sort of a meeting with a lawyer, that Janice needs to talk to. I drive until we get to the immigration stop. The officer sees two very white people in a hot rod and he gives us a thumbs up. I give him back a thumbs up and away we go.
Not too long after the immigration stop, I find myself followed by a Chevy, right on my back bumper. I wave the guy past, but he just stays on my back bumper.
I wait, for a bit. After a while, I find the situation that I’m looking for. There are two big trucks in the right two lanes. There are two cars, in the left two lanes, closing on the two trucks. I time things and then floor my accelerator. I get to the second lane, just before the car in the second lane overtakes the truck in the third lane. I am moving. I get past the trucks and then put some distance between me and back bumper boy. There are enough cars on northbound I-5 that I get some separation. I then shoot up an off ramp, braking, at the top, to turn my little car for reentry to I-5 northbound. I select the police band option, on my radio. Back bumper Chevy boy flies past, on I-5 northbound, doing maybe 100 MPH. A voice on the police band then says, “We got a runner. Black Chevrolet Monte Carlo doing at least 100 MPH. Another voice says, “We got him! Any info?” “Nothing, just a whako.” We pulling him over.” (The voice then reads the license number.) I have Janice write down the license number.
I then drive down the on ramp and proceed North on northbound I-5. I pass black Chevy boy and two police cars, off by the side of the road. I continue past the threesome at 65 MPH. (Good boy, good boy.) I then fit into the normal flow of traffic.
Janice says, “I was scared.”
“I was scared that black Chevy would wind up parked on top of us. I look out for my lady.”
Janice takes a deep breath, “What will you do with the license number?”
“I will talk with the people who run my company. I will talk with the people that I met last night. Chances are that black Chevy boy has some pending charges, back in San Diego. The police will seize his car and put him on the iron dog, back to San Diego. When he gets off the iron dog, the San Diego Police officers will arrest him, on pending charges. Highway safety will improve.”
Janice says, “You don’t want to get involved?”
“Not directly, just a public spirited citizen, making a crime report.
Janice says, “Okay, but it better be that way.”
I drive us North, to the join with I-405.
Janice tells me to take I-405 North.
I do as directed. I then drive North until I get to the turnoff that Janice tells me to take. I take the turnoff and then I make my way along surface streets, as directed by Janice. I eventually wind up in front of a real mansion. I park and help Janice out.
We walk up to the door and ring the bell. The bell rings quite a bit.
Janice says, “The opening notes from Beethoven’s Fifth.”
A Butler opens the door and says, “Ah yes, Miss Janice, you are expected.”
Janice says, “My car is in the shop, Jake gave me a ride up from San Diego.”

LanguageEnglish
PublisherR. Richard
Release dateNov 2, 2018
ISBN9780463063811
I Am My Car
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R. Richard

I'm the co-author, with Sunset Thomas, of Anatomy of An Adult Film.I have 48 novels and over 299 short stories currently published.I spent my early years in the part of Los Angeles known as the South Central. I was known as Whi' Boy, which was sufficient to identify me in that place. I'm a skilled Kung Fu player, using a system that I learned from a Korean I knew only as 'Pak.' It would be easier to tell you the places that Pak wasn't wanted by the police, rather than the places where he was wanted by the police. Pak's Kung Fu system, augmented by some bits and pieces from some Chinese practitioners is quick and effective, or I wouldn't be alive today.My early education was mostly obtained by stealing books from the public library (I always returned them and the Librarian even began to provide me with reading lists.) I did go to high schools, but I never really learned anything there. I eventually graduated from the University of California at Los Angeles, UCLA, with a degree in mathematics.I work as a Systems Analyst and also make a part of my living as a professional gambler (legal in Nevada.) I write science fiction and erotica. My published novels are:Anatomy of An Adult Film (With Sunset Thomas)1. Second Chance: God Killer2. Second Chance: Sky Pirate3. Second Chance: Scroll Seeker4. Second Chance: King of The Islands5. Second Chance: King of Zaya6. Second Chance: Duke of Averon7. Second Chance: King of Golomon8. Second Chance: King Of The Sky9. Second Chance: Warlord of Ifrequeh10. Second Chance: King of Ariby11. Second Chance: King of Mesodania12. Second Chance: King of Avuls13. Second Chance: King of Kemet14. Second Chance: King of Zorran15. Second Chance: King of Two Worlds16. Second Chance: King of Averon17. Second Chance: King's Duties18. Second Chance: King of The New WorldAdventurer: Simulation ProblemAdventurer: Pannar ProblemA Programmer's GambitAmateur StripperBeach MurdersBondage HouseCorporate Sex SlavesFriday NightGo Naked In The SoftwareGrasshopper WinterInvoluntary NudeLayoffNot A HeroPirates of The KeysSummer of SexThe LakeThe Last Moon DanceThe Nude Adventures of Plain JaneThe Secret Life of Wanda WilsonTails of the Pussycat LoungeTo Keep A JobTopless RestaurantToy WhoresVix: The MarineWayward BoyShort Stories:A Christmas Visit

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    I Am My Car - R. Richard

    I Am My Car

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    I Am My Car

    By R. Richard © 2018

    I was born and grew up in a little town in the San Gabriel Valley, a town of no real importance except to those who lived there. My parents named me Jake.

    Jake was to have an unusual childhood.

    My father died when I was ten years old, leaving no insurance money. To help my mother, I began to work for my uncle. My uncle owned a garage, in the little town. I started out working as a parts cleaner and a ‘go for.’

    One day, when I was twelve years old, my uncle had me drive an old shop truck over to a machine shop, that the garage used. We loaded an engine block and heads onto the old truck and I drove it over to the machine shop. They unloaded the block and heads and my uncle had me order the work done. I had picked up enough words, from the mechanics, that I could answer the questions and I got it done.

    My uncle then told the machine shop guys that, Jake gonna be my delivery driver, from now on.

    I then drive us back to uncle’s garage, with me feeling about ten feet tall!

    I continue to work for my uncle. Unc works out a deal with the police, that I can drive just enough to pick up and deliver parts. (No, actually it aint legal for a twelve year old to drive on the public roads.)

    I then do quite a bit of driving, picking up and delivering parts. (Mom asks me, Why are you doing the driving? I tell Mom, Unc either has to pay mechanic wages, to pick up and deliver parts, or he pays me to pick up and deliver parts. As you know, I work cheap.)

    (Actually, Unc raises my pay a bit and I’m able to help Mom out more.)

    I do the pick up and deliver parts driving thing only for work. Some of the guys want me to ride around town, Friday night. I tell ‘em, I got a deal for pick up and deliver parts only. I’m not gonna lose that deal, by acting like a damn fool. Me and Mom need the money.

    I drive to pick up and deliver parts, and then work into driving customers back home, when they deliver a car to be fixed. I only drive the work truck, for work.

    Mom and I live out at the edge of town. When I get to be fourteen years old, I need

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