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Five cubs!

I’m from Detroit and I’d like to extend to John Schnatter a heart-felt...

Great!

All et up with motor.

I think she’s changing the windshield wipers, though that’s not how they used to do it at Kragen.

ford gt

Hey $kaycog,

I blame the Red Bull truck. Stuff makes you crazy.

Paragraph 3. Less should be more.

That’s just not right....

The young folk looked amazing. Can still remember one beautiful woman riding her scooter, helmetless, opposite the one way traffic; long raven hair, head high, wicked smile...

Naples for the win. Took a Nissan Micro from Rome to Pompeii (wonderful) and back through this coastal city full of proud pirates. Helmets are mandatory in Italy for Scooter and motorcycle riders...not so in Naples. One way streets? Not really. Local cops traveled in packs of 3 or 4, and still looked scared. On the

Had a Range Rover Country for a few years. Sexiest beast I've ever had. At 240,000 miles traded it for a Pathfinder. Gained 100HP, lost 1,000 pounds and all the sexy.

So Travis,

TL:DCare

Bought it from a garage in Davie in 1969. Repainted dark blue, fenders cut and outlined in black. Had already wrecked my Dad's Triumph before I got a license. In Florida at the time, a 3 wheeled Cushman was the high school ride of necessity for some, this was a couple of steps up. Pretty much learned to drive with it,

Had a '56-'57 6 volt VW converted. Tiny rear oval window, reserve tank mechanical lever in the middle of the firewall (no gas gauge), rear seat area was one long carpeted bed. Big rims and tires, half-moon hubcaps. Pretty much pushed it to start (not a problem in my youth in Florida).

Jeeze...and all the time I thought registration was just a way for the state to collect yet more of my money. Don't know about Tokyo, but here on the West Coast the further away from Canada you are, the more you pay for the same piece of paper...which has nothing to do with how safe you or your car are...and

I don't think the Bradbury Building was in Detroit...least-a-ways it wasn't the last time I was in it. Nor, come to think of it, did it make it's beautiful presence known when I was in Detroit last year.

When it comes to movies about Detroit, prefer Blue Collar myself...