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My wife and I were on a well deserved vacation heading to the Oregon coast to visit my parents and enjoy some precious time together. This was in the mid 80s. We had decided to drive through the central Oregon mountains. There was lots of road construction going on and the traveling was slow and it was hot.
I was driving a gutless Ford Escort; and, we just enjoying the scenery. Then a fast moving pickup truck sped around us with two creeps in the cab. The cab had a sliding window in the back; and, the guy on the passenger side slid the window open and stuck a high power hunting rifle out and pointed it directly at us. I couldn't outrun them and I was afraid that if I stopped, so would they. So, I just stared at them. After what seemed like an eternity, the guy pulled the rifle back in through the window and they sped off. We never got a licence plate number (it was too muddy). And, we didn't have a cell phone to call the police with, back then. It was sure a helpless feeling for both of us. Since then, I've always carried a gun for self protection.
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