1991, the end of autumn, or the beginning of winter - I walk with the elderly (small in a wheelchair, Mishka next to jumping).
It’s not too late, but the darkness is out. Nevertheless, 3 men at the dim light of the lamp somehow try to forge in the engine of the ancient Volga.
And suddenly Mishka gives out: "And I can pitch this Voiga snatch! I have a lighthouse, a sink and a sickle. Oh yeah yeah!and "
(Repair this broken Volga, the hammer, the screwdriver and the pin. of passengers).
The men just got stuck...))) They just didn’t have a passport!
Then I got married to my husband...