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![]() when we were kids, we had to strap our tanks onto our backs with big ropes that cut, and our old Dad would walk behind us with a whip, yelling curses... then we would walk the fifteen miles back home, all uphill through the snow, without shoes and without breakfast.
(sorry - don't have a truck to offer you. yet... ![]() |
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