gene49
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I'm not so sure I'm buying that is a real video, looks pretty fake to me.
probably not but it was fun while it lasted...I'm not so sure I'm buying that is a real video, looks pretty fake to me.
There are a lot of those type videos. There is a bunch showing crashes with various vehicles at different speeds. I thought they were real but are not. They do look real. Stuff has come a long way. I remember watching some kids play a video basketball game at a arcade and it looked like a real game the graphics were so good. Jim
Cool old Ford, and great bear photo!Yesterday, I helped my brother load up an old truck project from his former farm. I think it's a '59 Ford two ton in nice shape. I personally like the square body Fords. We saw a bear eating oats out of a broken granery.
Today, we got the engine out of one of my sheds for it, and the transmission out of another one. This turned out to be quite an old truck building few days, but not for me.
I'll wave Tuesday when I fly over!Direct flight path to Atlanta is directly over my house so most evenings I catch myself laying in the yard on my back just waiting for the next one to fly by.
Gotta love pets, never a dull momentWe're going to Las Vegas the end of the month. In order to go for we have to board our dogs. An 8 pound Poodle and a Standard Poodle. We left the doggies in the minivan, went in and made arrangements. Don't worry, it was cool outside. On the way home my friend Dave, who drives the dragster called. I pulled off the road and answered. Here's what he said: I received a call from your phone and all I could hear was wheezing and panting. I thought you were dying! So I called 911. After feeling great relief that I was alive and well and me realizing he wasn't kidding, I pieced this scenario together: I left my phone on the seat when we went in to reserve boarding space. Gracie, the little Poodle, who has a breathing problem, especially when upset, like being left in the van without us. stepped on the phone and somehow it called Dave. Dave heard Gracie making death rattle sounds and thought it was me, unable to talk. So he called 911.
We got home a few minutes later just as three county squad cars were backing out of the driveway. I knew a couple of the officers from visiting at the local gas station/store where we get our morning coffee/soda.. Fortunately, they found the chain of events amusing.
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