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I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Now that is what I call a Real car!
ReplyDeleteGreat stuff!
ReplyDeleteShift that sucker!
ReplyDeleteLets beat cleats out of here before the place burns down!
Most of these went to the metal yards during the great war (the second great war) and are not easy to find in these parts anymore.