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Great Caesar'z Ghost J! 'Soundz like yer livin' a country western song: :If'n it weren't fer bad luck . . .
Like brer Jagg said:
"You've gotta fix it in order to get rid of it.....
Get it repaired and go from there."
'Ain't no gettin' 'roun'att.
Through no fault'a their own, they lef'ja breathin'. They're still out there.
Coun'cher blessinz n' keep'a sharp watch. Most all manner'a road-goin' creaturez're bigger'n us.
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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