human
I'm only a passenger now, he said.
gpt
I've finished my work.
human
This is my treat, he said, and knowing how much it meant to him I gladly accepted. With a fine sense of being up-to-date he reverted to the early days as we went whirling down the turnpike, and told tales of hauling hay and grain over these long hills. He pointed out the trail and spoke of its mud and sand.
gpt
It took us six hours then. Now, see, it's just like a city street.
human
They say the Germans are making use of these machines for scouting--and they are building others to fight with. I can't understand how they make a ton of iron fly.
gpt
Let's go home by way of Onalaska. I want to visit the cemetery and see if Father's lot is properly cared for. It seemed a rather melancholy finish to our day, but I agreed and as we were crossing the sandy stretch of road over which I limped as a child, I remarked
human
How short the distance seems. He smiled like a conqueror,
gpt
This is next thing to flying,
human
There is a place here for me, he said,
gpt
It beats all how a motor can spin right along up a grade like this--and the flies can't sting it either, he added in remembering the tortured cattle of the past. When I told him of an invitation to attend a
human
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