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Hmmmm-m-m-m-m . . . doors whut got square rorners n' mags that ain't got 15 holes inn'em to fit most everything.
Is it actually an SS Jagg, 'r izzatt jus' an over-excited replacement wheel?
El Camino mats eh? 'Got the matchin' skivvies?
She's purdy. Go kind'a shiny, but real purdy.
Lemme lead with my chin: There were Dan Gurney Cougars?
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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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