Recently, we were stuck in a bit of traffic. We were positioned about 10 cars back from the red light that had turned green not more than a nanosecond before when the following conversation transpired:
Wil - "Drive! Mumma! Drive!"
Mumma - "Don't sweat me, Wil!"
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