The Mystery Machine

We have driven into NYC for the day.

R — Look!  That car is driving by itself!

B — What?!!  Is he invisible?!

R — It’s probably haunted!  It’s a real-life ghost in there!

B — Dad, speed up to pass that car!

Then, as Dad pulls up alongside the taxi:

R & B, disappointedly — Aww…There’s the driver…

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