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I had an unhealthy obsession with blacked out headlights. Between that and the limo tint couldn’t see anything at night. Young and stupid.

She’s not picky whether its the bike, the 1950 merc, or anything else as long as we are going for a ride.

Buddy had one with the 3.0l v6. Our record in highschool was laying 56 feet of rubber (one wheel peel of course) which put my Plymouth voyager sport to shame with 15 feet. Although the voyager won the drag race hands down every time.