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Yeah, this was the car I would drive into the pizza place parking lot where we hung out as teens, and we'd sit about 4 of us on the hood. I thought it was a 450 engine, but I have no idea what those numbers mean. I thought one of the hood-poppin' muscle car guys had told me that.
My dad didn't worry about me as much in that car: it'd take a tank to bring that baby down.
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A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones who need the advice.
--Bill Cosby
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