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Ya can't race 'em all n' it's foolish ta try . . . . but on the rare occasion when the wind'z a'cher back n' you've a mind to . . . .
Let's be careful out there,
Java
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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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