Re: An Irish ghost story
Well, it so happens that I was there that night, having a wee dram meself while visitin' the ol' sod searching for family. Me great grandfather hisself came over in one of the bodato (potato in American) boats of 1848 durin' the famine you know.
Being interested in Model As, I went out to inspect the vehicle while Paddy and his pal Liam warmed up with a bit of Jamison, (this being a Republican pub in the South and not serving Bushmills) while young Johnny retired to a far corner of the pub to recite his rosary and making promises for his salvation after such an experience.
Turns out it was a 1930 Tudor. A quick inspection revealed that while the gas tank showed 1/2 full, the fuel shut off petcock was closed. After some gabbing with Paddy and Liam, seems they had borrowed the A from a friend to get to Cork for a wake, but neither had any Model A experience. The car simply stopped running after a couple of miles and they began pushing, when this idiot jumped in without even a how-d-do.
However, all ended well. While Paddy and Liam were surprised that the Americans would put such a device on a car to trap the unwary, after explaining the function they proceeded on their way after a couple more warm-up Jamisons for the road. Rumor has it that young Johnny joined a monastery on one of the Western Islands where he continues to pray for all Model A owners and drivers who encounter problems on the road.
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