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-"It was 1989. I was in high school, working part time so I had more disposable income than I've had before or since."
-"I was on my way to a bass guitar lesson and had put my new Fender Squire P Bass in the front seat, thinking I looked ridiculous strapping it in with the seat belt"
-"I must have been dazed, because we ended up driving right past my house with a perfectly good phone to a gas station about five minutes further away."
-"Ironically, I slow down at the tracks to lessen the jolt riding over them, thinking about my bass in the front seat and not wanting the cd player to skip"
-"Ahhh. memories!"
-"Im alright, even though the driver's seat is now twisted and I'm picking little fragmented cubes of auto glass out of my arms. I look in the crumpled back seat and thank God no one was sitting there, although I notice the slide out deck was launched into the rear upon impact. Anyone back there would have had alpine branded into their forehead."
-Sean Anderson, Finger Eleven, Bass, July 31, 1972