"Yeah", said Ben,"this is basically a sports chair, I can lift it into the car easily and I'll pop a wheelie for you after I've had another bourbon.
Dutch was on his way to Chicago and had stopped at Ben's house outside Tulsa. They had been fraternity brothers at Yale in the sixties. Dutch was divorced and Ben's wife Ginger had died three years earlier.
"I admit that I'm shocked to see you in that chair", said Dutch, "how did it happen?"
"I was driving to Houston to a woodworking show and a stupid girl comes right at me on a two lane road, I had no place to go."