Yeah, I'm one of those people. Some of us, in our teens, used to go to a nearby city to drive in the morning rush-hour as sort of a "sport." Not any more. Been millions and millions of miles, since then, in all manner of vehicles. Tradition, of sorts. My Daddy delivered brand-new Studebakers to twenty-six states. And, I drove one of our tractors, last week, when, after a thunderstorm softened the ground, I dragged the east field.
The politicians will please stay off my back both on-the-road and otherwise. More and more, I'm back where "potty-stops" are an option, no mindless fantasies of any "scheduling department" are suggesting that I am obligated to go faster and faster on the streets where children play, and there is, in fact, a sense, not of being six years old, but being back where I belong.
Dr. G.
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, you mentioned driving in your Opinion? Who makes that? Is that like a Land Cruiser?
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The politicians will please stay off my back both on-the-road and otherwise. More and more, I'm back where "potty-stops" are an option, no mindless fantasies of any "scheduling department" are suggesting that I am obligated to go faster and faster on the streets where children play, and there is, in fact, a sense, not of being six years old, but being back where I belong.
Dr. G.
Uhhhhhhhhhhhh, you mentioned driving in your Opinion? Who makes that? Is that like a Land Cruiser?
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