Ok I'mma bite.
It was the 4th of July, we lived in Concow at the time, and we'd driven almost to the Oregon border early that mornin to catch an 8am parade. Mom and I came back just in time to watch the fireworks around 10pm in Chico. She was driving and I was in the passenger's seat. I always stayed awake to help keep her awake, but this time sleep got the best of me. This is no joke. My mother remembers driving out of the fairgrounds and gettin on the freeway, she was conscious of going around a bend on our road (bout 40 miles later), then she woke up in our driveway. I'm so not kidding. She still to this day marvels over it. I indeed believe my guardian angels were workin over time
