Elizabeth:

Fret not. Certain spurious small coins frequently return temporarily to the scene of their crimes.

I'm reminded of my distant cousin Sam Remington, who decided that counterfeiting small change in a shop outside London would keep him below the radar of the constabulary. Alas, he was mistaken, and asked plaintively as he was led away in cuffs, "How'd you catch me?" The arresting detective merely sang the old refrain, "Sam, you made the pence too long."

And Sam's not the only one who's been busted. Just look out on the car path.

TEd


Edit:

Sam was like his dead cat. In the bad mintin' racket.

TR



TEd