The war rages on, engines, whitewalls, fuel gauges, mufflers, pegs, running boards, studs, seat cushions, dollars, horsepower, how your tail end feels at the tail end of the day...
Hey, argument over, I'm going home! (It really WAS friendly, folks)
Another glorious August day in the Ozarks. Sonic boom (two of them) this morning. Couldn't see any contrails, not enough moisture in the air, but I could hear the planes heading north northwest. They're not supposed to do that over the continental US. Tsk tsk.
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