I met Viola in a bar in Tonga, and she took me and a group of guys to another bar in her car. By the time we went home Viola was drunk, it was pouring with rain and her wipers didn't work. Plus she was driving as fast as she could through narrow lanes.
I was lucky to get home alive.....
PS - I was not "alone" with Viola, we were with two of her cousins and another guy.
PPS - the reason I look old in that photo is fear....... I knew we had to get home.....
And here are Violas cousins.....
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