Russian Roulette

I’ve been spending the past couple of weeks in the hospital after work because of my 87 year old mother being in a downward spiral. By wild chance an old supervisor of 30 years back walked past and his mission trip to the Ukraine was mentioned. I asked him if anybody told about wood powered cars over there. He had a shocked look on his face and asked how would I have known that they did that. Two seniors bragged about relatives making them to get around as the German attack ended all public gasoline. Small world.