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My parents told me about a bridge like that somewhere near Dover Delaware. I was just an infant so I don;t remember it, but mom said there were so many people afraid to drive their own cars over it, that professional drivers sat in a room on each side. All day long they drove other people's vehicles over the bridge and the owners just held on for dear life and trusted a professional driver to get over it safely.
Evidently my mom used the pro drivers when she had to use the bridge when my dad was not with her. That would be a weird business card profession. I guess professional bridge driver is not something I have ever seen.
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Glen
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1985 911 Carrera; 2017 Macan
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My Motto: I will never be too old to have a happy childhood!
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