#80007 - With his hand resting lightly on his holstered service weapon, the trooper leaned down and scanned the interior of our Ford as he looked each of us in the eye. Losing crews must pleasure the victors in any way they desire. Considering the size of the dark cloud around us, we needed every silver lining we could find.
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