she drove everywhere with the throttle half pressed and the brake lightly engaged, which caused the Oldsmobile to move through Fort Stockton like a confused tugboat.
The transmission eventually surrendered.
Most people would repair the transmission.
Lurleen simply continued driving the car in second gear for the next four years.
She said it simplified things.
I once asked her why she didn’t get it fixed.
“Well Jimmy Don,” she said, “it still goes forward, and I ain’t planning on racing anybody.”
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