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Over years I've found myself gettin' all interested in a few quick rides n' the interest usually builds until the point where I trip over a major point that I missed: it's not rear-wheel drive. (How that doesn't figure into the equation until that time I have no idea)
If it's gonna be jus' a beater that's used to get from point A to point B, it don't much matter. It's necessary transportation n' most anything (within reason) will do.
But, if it's gonna be a ride that's gonna keep my interest, require my concentration, allow me to bring it to an iffy edge that might r' might not bite me in the ass, n' top it all off by puttin' a smile on my face durin' the proceedin's . . it's godda be a stick with rear-wheel drive.
Be well.
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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