After the race, the race car driver picked up a girl, took her home and laid her down.
He punched her in the face and she fell asleep only to wake up suddenly.
“What happened? Didn’t I protect you when you got to safety?” he asked.
“It was only after you went to sleep that you got into trouble,” said the angry woman.
“You smelled my melon in your sleep and mumbled, ‘What a beautiful light.’
And you groped my thighs and muttered, “what a smooth finish.”
“What happened?” asked the driver.
“Nothing, but then you sense my privacy and yell, ‘Who left the garage door open?’