...bitchin'!
Glen Byrns wrote:
> Hurray!! The rain stopped, the pavement dried and the cold virus has
> abandoned me. Time to drive the bugeye. One week hiding in the garage next
> to the Morris while the heavens opend up didn't phase the little dear. The
> newly rebuilt (200mi) motor fired nicely and warmed up in the driveway while
> the 11-year old stuffed her saxaphone in behind the seats. With a low-note
> growl we lit out for her school. Every male head and a few female ones as
> well turned as we passed. After I dropped her off I slipped onto the freeway
> for the three mile run to the offramp for work. I was in forth by the end
> of the ramp doing 70, shifted into 5th gear and LEFT. Eased up for the
> curve, spotted a CHP gaining but was already down to 70. He looked me over
> for a second, smiled, and passed me by. I pulled into the parking lot and
> shut it off. I'm still trying to wipe the grin off my face.
> Drive 'em if you got 'em, fix 'em if they're busted. It doesn't get any
> better.
>
> Regards,
> Glen Byrns
> '59 bugeye
> '59 Morris Traveller (Winifred)
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