OUABACHE, Indiana. Sheriff Claire Williams pressed the accelerator of her 1931 Model A to the floorboard. She was beginning to close in on Jimmy Mackellar. She had been pursuing his green truck for ov

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I lived in Walsall when I was growing up and I still go back to see my dad, who’s in his 90s. It was a bustling place, there was a thriving market life. Every Saturday, me and my mates would walk thro

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