"LIFE IS NOT A JOURNEY TO THE GRAVE WITH THE INTENTION OF ARRIVING SAFELY IN
A PRETTY AND WELL PRESERVED BODY, BUT RATHER TO SKID IN BROADSIDE, THOROUGHLY
USED UP, TOTALLY WORN OUT, AND LOUDLY PROCLAIMING: WOW.... WHAT A RIDE !!!"
Richard Taylor and Bill Babcock come to mind here.
I remember seeing some asphalt tatoos and a walk of constant correction
exhibited by at least one of these guys.
(I lost one body part, a couple years ago, but I hadnt left the garage yet)
A stab of the brakes, release of the mainsheet, a flick of the wheel are all
decisions that make the difference between disaster and another day to play.
And they belong to us. Joe (A)
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