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Prank
The screwdriver slipped in his sweaty hand and he forced himself to slow down. Getting caught would be bad, but scratching the paint would be grounds for justifiable homicide. He made it back into his seat just before Dean emerged from the gas station restroom and crossed in front of the car to slide behind the wheel.
“Ready, Sam?”
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(I was writing this in my head while driving home from work -- anyone in the cars next to me must have thought I was nuts, with the way I was chuckling to myself!)
[Did a little editing Tuesday morning, just to tighten it up a bit more ...]
