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</head><body><p style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">I was dying to get home to you, honey.<br></p><blockquote type="cite"><!-- [if gte mso 9]><xml>
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</o:shapelayout></xml><![endif] -->On May 2, 2018 at 4:01 PM Andrew Uprichard <auprichard@uprichard.net> wrote:<br><br><div class="ox-18a71f4042-WordSection1"><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal">I have a long, winding driveway as we are set back about a quarter-mile from the road. So as I pulled in tonight in my small-mouth TR3 I squealed the tires most of the way from the road to the house – where my lovely wife was standing outside the front door. She didn’t say anything until about an hour later when she casually remarked, “was there any particular reason you squealed the tires from the road to the house?” If there is an acceptable answer to such a question, could someone provide it so I have it in my armamentarium? <span style="font-family: Wingdings;">J</span></p><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal"> </p><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal">First reply: “It’s a guy’s way of checking the tires are inflated correctly”</p><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal"> </p><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal">Andrew Uprichard</p><p class="ox-18a71f4042-MsoNormal">Jackson, Michigan</p></div></blockquote><p style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: helvetica,arial,sans-serif; color: #333333;" class="default-style"><br> </p><blockquote type="cite"><br>** triumphs@autox.team.net **<br><br>Donate: http://www.team.net/donate.html<br>Archive: http://www.team.net/archive<br>Forums: http://www.team.net/forums<br>Unsubscribe/Manage: http://autox.team.net/mailman/options/triumphs/terryrs@comcast.net<br></blockquote></body></html>