I saw more than a few guys who fell off of the bumper. If they didn't get run over by a car behind the bus, they usually got pretty banged up. One guy fell on his head and discovered his hidden love. He filled every nook and cranny of his hospital room with her. Orange Juice. It smelled like crud in that room after a week. And nobody had Orange Juice for 3 days too.
Those buses were nice, but I'd hate to drive one. No power steering, and no air conditioning. Rode pretty good though. The Macks were like trucks. They'd shake every time you stopped for a red light.
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