Barbara was an instructor of high-impact yoga. She drove a white cam-backed Vega. That's how she and Bob met. He saw her car in the super market parking lot and he went over to check it out. It was identical, except for the color, to the one driven in bad weather by his fifth grade teacher. In good weather she rode a Honda 750 motorcycle. Bob remembers nothing from fifth grade except that he had a pretty blond teacher who rode a motorcycle and drove a red cam-backed Vega, and like all his other teachers her name was Mrs. Johnson.
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