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It's the fault of these damn reliable 120s. You work all the bugs out and then nothing ever seems to break. What's the fun of having a car that never needs to be fixed? Maybe I should drive around with no oil so that I can do a nice engine rebuild, or perhaps I'll drive it all winter so that I can hone my bodywork skills. Oh well, it's time to go on a really long trip, maybe then I can find myself once again, underneath my car down some dusty side road using scrap wire and bits of wood so that I can limp back to civilization.
Ciao, Patrick. '68 220, '82 245, '92 VW Euro (the fusiest in the bunch)
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