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An angel rides in the whirlwind:
Believe in angels. One is named Elaine Maxwell and she works for the District of Columbia DMV. Elaine saved me from the misery of having my car becoming the impounded property of the District. And when I say saved, I mean saved -- it was a two-minutes-to-midnight moment today, with the car's title basically voided due to mistakes made by the fellow who sold the BMW to me. By divine intervention, Elaine was the DMV agent the Lord saw fit to assign to me. The last one I dealt with basically sneered with glee as she informed me I was up a certain creek.
Elaine is about to receive the most kick-ass gift basket 1-800-Flowers offers. --Spencer Ackerman
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