I just walked up to the car, opened the right front door, and got in.
I'd come in the right door, but had taken a wrong turn.
Inside each of us, we already know which is the right door.
A third team of eight would open the front right door.
I thought of making a dash for the right door.
"About a foot below the top of the right door."
Sometimes, he opened the right blue door and the beautiful lady came out.
It wouldn't work, and to find the right door he might have to try every one in the complex.
But when we reach the right door and walk in, the place is packed with people.
You had a 33 percent chance of picking the right door.