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I was a junior in HS. I ran track, and our coach drove an RX-7. We're talking 1987-ish. Our school was a poor Catholic school, and our bus was a bucket.
One night after a meet, the battery in our bus was dead. Our coach pulled up in his RX-7, at sort of a 90 degree angle, so we could see his car. Hooked up the cables to the bus, then walked over and hooked up the cables to this running car. The giant shower of sparks that happened next was something to behold. Our bus eventually got jumped, but his car was DOA. He rode home on the bus with us.
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