So, who was at the door?
Heh. Maybe I should listen to the Scottish guy’s in-car radio: “Cap’n. She cannae go any faster!”
I have no idea. I asked him what he said, cause I heard him say something and he said he asked “What’s with all the banging?” I guess he wasn’t too curious because he went back to sleep.
I looked out the front door but nobody was there. You could see their footprints on the front step where they’d walked through the wet grass, though.