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I remember when these tubes were laid out at gas stations; a little bell would ring, alerting the attendant who filled your tank, checked the air in your tires, checked your oil and washed your windshield.
I’m almost 50 and these things have been around since my youth and we all knew what they were for (as kids we used to jump up and down on them to try and screw up the numbers, which I highly doubt worked).
Less helpful but also important to note: kids will also learn to do this on *their* timeframe, not yours.
Nope. Our neighbor was just a bitch. We were the resident managers of the apartment complex and it was her way of getting back at us for not giving her rent extensions (not our choice - the corporate office handled that.) It got so bad that the police helped us file a restraining order.
Agreed, we went to a baby sleep seminar (yeah, yeah, we’re lame) and they taught this and it worked like magic. Also, lose the white noise machine. It’s the same principle, they should be used to and able to handle being awake or hearing things that are normal in a room/house. Even (maybe especially) if your house…
Just don’t forget, if it isn’t working, the answer is always more ether.
It is because some people think it is better off scraping an older car if the repairs equals the price of the car.
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It’s just to set the bead, you still to make sure the tire pressure is correct.
Common old time off-road solution to when you slip a tire bead. Done it a few times. Very effective.
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When buying a vehicle with more than a quarter of a million miles, you have to expect it’s going to need a lot of…
Not that lazy, considering you’ll never be able to mount the tires and set the bead with a bike pump. And even if the bead is already set, it’ll take hours pumping until you’re up to the appropriate pressure.
I’ve been in some pretty fucked up situations, and I never once came close to shitting myself. I really don’t think it happens very often.
Well, they are no longer blue jeans for sure.
Holy shit, those are some amazing photos.
In the middle of nowhere, Colorado, the big Woodie left me and my copilot stranded.
To be fair, I wouldn’t want to drive that on the freeway even if it was in mint condition.
I’m glad they drove this one out there unlike that trailer queen SlowDevil.
Fuck yeah! They did it! Those crazy bastards actually made it.