Ah, good.

Except that sometimes I post as 'someone claiming to be cameron' if I can't log in. But I don't ever post as 'someone claiming to be Cameron' (with a capital C) because I'm already fussing about not being able to log in and I can't be further bothered to use the 'shift' key when this happens.

In days of old, when men took to the sea to make their way, once in a while sister ships would meet up. The captains of these ships would, of course, immediately recognize their counterparts and take a stand. Ya see, sister ships were bound by a duty to battle until one was claimed by the depths.

The good news is that we're gentlemen of a more evolved order and being stuck with the same good Scottish name (which means, by the way, "bent nose" or "wry mouth") means not that we need raise arms against one another. (I'll go with wry mouth, personally). However, should I ever own a 245 or again become employed by Import Parts Distributing (much cooler than International Product Development methinks - but then again, I'm OldeSpeed - er Old School), Cameron Daline and I will regrettably be forced to match wits and weapons. Given my disdain for Volvo Things After 1972 and other factors, this (thankfully) won't ever happen. The only possible scenario that could lead us down such a dark path as this would be for the 'other Cameron' to collect himself a 122 that goes faster than mine. Which is, of course, out of the question (baiting? who, me?)

With my best regards for Camerons all around,

Cameron
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