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Okay. No arguement. 'Gets flat out sinister heat-wize out your way Scoot.
N' I doubt your missin' what I'm gettin' at (All'a youse guys're jus' bustin' the ol' guys chops, don't think I ain't onto you) but, for the Java-impaired:
Stewie'z pretty fussy when it comes to proper tire pressure n' it's only as good'z the rubber patch that it can lay on the tarmac. If the pressure varies too much from that magic 32psi (Especially unevenly as in a slow leak) it can have adverse stuff happenin'.
It'll take your favorite turn n' (If you're lucky n' still intact when the dust settles) have you discoverin' it from a whole new vantage point.
Be well.
Java (Great! Everybody's a @*#&in' comedian!)
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In life-long pursuit of that most mythic of beasts: the ever-elusive perfect corner. Well . . . that, r' at least a whole lodda clear spin-out room.
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