While yes, this is a prank product, it would make for the perfect dessert after a dinner of manifold Mahi Mahi and cam cover corn on the cob.
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I hope the ice cream (and the ice and salt) is part of a balanced diet, otherwise, it will be 32 miles of WHUMPahWHUMPahWHUMPahWHUMPah.
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MT82 Saga continues:
Read that there’s a “helper spring” on the clutch petal of the GT. $11 for a needle nose channel lock and it’s out. Stiffer petal, no floaty shit. Makes the clutch feel like its rolled 25k off the odo.
Installed the Boss airscoop. 10 minutes of install makes it easier than putting license plates on. Some say it helps. We will see. -
Arizona and New Mexico Residents: Results may vary.
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Sundae Driver.
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So, this happened today:
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Unfortunately, the speedo doesn’t go to 250. Otherwise, I assume the photo might have been a bit shakier?
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Take a look again, there’s one more mark after 240 km/h. 😀
Of course, if you got this 20 year old BMW to 250 km/h, it would be an exciting, and shaky, ride indeed.
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This reminds me of a trip to France my then wife and I took in 1995. My sister had married a French physician and lived in Quimper on the Atlantic coast. They gave us their Fiat Punto ragtop to take a cruise down to the Loire River Valley. While the wife and I were out on this multi day excursion, we stopped at a patisserrie in some small town in rural France. We purchased some pastries and each of us got a couple pieces of quiche. Upon exiting, I popped the bonnet on that Punto and placed my foil wrapped egg pie on the top of the manifold and turned and asked my blonde beauty if she would like to place hers there as well. “Not a chance,” she laughed. A short time later, we stopped on the banks of the Loire River for an impromptu picnic. I opened a bottle of brother-in-law provided vino and retrieved my then piping hot quiche from under the hood. Of course, my then wife wanted my eatings over hers. Needless to say, we shared that warm piece of French culinary masterpiece while hers stayed in the sack in which it left that patisserie. That is something this olelongrooffan will never forget. Thanks for reminding me of that great day, Rob.
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ha ha! that’s awesome.
i remember my parents renting a Punto on a trip to Scotland in the mid-’90s. it involved a lot of clutch smells, a flat tire from constantly curbing the car on the left side, and my dad eventually admitting that he couldn’t *really* drive stick. one exchange of rental cars later, and we had only to be scared of the curbs.
a later family trip to Ireland involved two flats at the same time, also from a left curb. my dad is a terrible driver.
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Now let’s play hurry up play mahjong game online thanks for the developed this game.
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