Sweet hiking mystery memory.

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Back in 1950, when Dutch Car Historian Frans Vrijaldenhoven was still a penniless young lad of 22, he returned home from a holiday at the French Côte d'Azur. He told us: "As I only had enough money left for the train fare from Paris to Holland, I decided hitch a ride. I got lucky when a white cabriolet stopped. A good-looking blonde young girl behind the wheel. She also went to Paris and took me along. It was a nice, long ride to Paris and we obviously liked each other, so much so that when in Paris she drove me all the way to the train station. Upon arrival she handed me the car keys to get my backpack out of the trunk and then she went with me to the platform to wave me goodbye. Only when the train was well underway I discovered that I still had her car keys in my pocket. As I even didn't know her name or address I never found out how she got her car home!"

editor: Frans was so impressed by the girl, that he forgot which car it was. Can you help?

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