I grew up with a 1970 Chevy 454 large head engine and the 400 turbo hydraulic transmission; it was not to be floored unless wanting to burn rubber or risk fishtailing if less than 70 when stomped. It would bury the speedometer in nothing flat. One policeman stopped me speeding rather badly; spent time talking to me about my salvage and what I had, then told me to slow my young butt down; I was newly 17yo.
Nah, hang tight for the full extermination of this pest infestation; Andrew shouldn’t be too hard to track in his TransMustang. I imagine there are some drones out there trialing him now.
The cavilry may show up automatically, especially since I imagine there are some back channel protocols the papa has to make sure his Junior Agent is staying safe.
Came from a cow in reverse…something?? I didn’t know of it was the bagel or the creame cheese that was the carrier but I must say I’m somewhat in agreement myself. 😳
I wonder what the guy will look like when we meet the one on the other end of the line…the one deaf in one ear, burn marks on his cheek, and with a burnt hand, possibly missing fingers.
Brian is loud and boisterous, that should be interesting 🧐; before, DURING, and after. If Alex gets into that then the smell of smoldering latex may be a new thing.
The hidden fun of team sports, maneuvering balls for the score.
Like the old Raid roach killer commercials….roaches evacuating from places unknown. Hmmm 🤔, not yellow but pink submarines; subliminal hints there Topher?