Literary note: The dude in "The Summons" is definitely one of us.
He's definitely one of us: He spends two hours washing and an hour waxing (no word on "Z" preference), and gets busted for speeding at 2:30 a.m.: "Elmer Conway had indeed been asleep, but a fat mosquito had taken blood from his forehead and awakened him in the process. He saw lights, a car was approaching rapidly, he turned on his radar. It took almost four miles to get the funny little foreign job pulled ovre, and by then Elmer was angry."
For roadster owners, please note that according to Gresham, you can put $3 million in 100s in the trunk. Trunkmonkeys would not be pleased.



