two very large and comfortable seats separated by a pull down armrest that was about a footacross. There were two drop-down seats just behind the partition window. Bent over, you couldalmost walk into the back of the limo. The door was very wide. In fact as I think about this, Ilaugh about one of Jiggs' sales jobs before he went off to Mississippi. He sold portable saunas,and the door of the limo was wide enough for him to slide the sauna on its back into the limo tohaul from one customer to another. The customer would see Jiggs pull into the driveway, getout of a big, black limousine, wearing white pants and shoes, a yellow tie and a blue blazer, openthe limo door, and pull a portable sauna, which looked like a sweat box with a hole for your head, out of the back of the car. Even funnier was that they often would buy one after taking partin a demo where they would put on a bathing suit, enter the sauna, and have Jiggs sell it to themwhile they were literally held captive.I am amazed as I write that I can find things to laugh about, but those things happened before prison. As we headed west from Mississippi, I realized that after only a year, Jiggs had become someone I didn't know anymore. He was no longer the flim-flam man with a line of bull that made people laugh, although while we were in Vicksburg he still seemed that way. Butnow, about five hours out, he began to show mostly anger. The worst of what he was when hewas drinking was what he had become stone, cold sober.I could not have been more thankful that we were driving non-stop back to Sausalito,where I had many friends who were awaiting our return.When I packed up the limo at the hotel in Cleveland, I did it so that the rear of the limoon the right side was completely clear of any obstacles. The armrest was also clear. I had madea comfortable sleeping space where we would take turns resting between turns at the wheel. Wewould go five or six hours and then switch drivers.