Middle of the 90s. The Surgeon. It was.
My friends are a wonderful family couple of Andrew and Lenko. She is an intelligent beauty, teaching children in a music school to play the accordion. Andryucha (Goblin) is a true strawper, breaker and braznik. They met in the ensemble, where she was a soloist, and he was knocking on drums.
Lenka in the spring graduated from car school, forced her husband to buy a used mosquito 2141 for practice and here her dreams failed, as Andrew liked driving himself.
On this bad day, we three went to a new field for mushrooms. The places were wild, but they laid a concrete of three plates 2 meters wide and it was comfortable to drive. They came, picked up mushrooms and sat down to eat before the way back. Relaxed and forgotten that there is no limit to female cowardice. Lennočka covered the lawn: sandwiches-salads, cucumbers-tomates and drinks did not forget to pour out of the bottle. The good guys rejoiced, rolled around and remembered! Unfortunately it was late! “And I took the right!” we accepted, drank a drink, sat down on the back seat and went. Surprisingly, although Kraza and Kamaza flew to meet, Lenka drove the car very decently, confidently. There are still 200 meters to the asphalt, the road is empty, only in front of the track some lighthouse turned to us.
Lenka strained and slowed. “What are you, Len?”
“Silence, there’s a grandmother driving!”
“How did you see so far?”
“I don’t know, I hear her. Who knows what to expect from her! I am afraid!”
He swung his right wheels to the side. The next car did the same. And Andrewha and I watched as they (there really is a lady behind the wheel), with a dead grip stuck in the wheel, quietly travel with a gap between the sides of more than 2 meters. After leaving, Lenka returned to the road and joyfully sang something moving on. I was in front of the crabs, but it wasn’t scary.