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xoxoxoBruce · 11-15-2003, 01:10 AM

I remember camping at Watkins Glenn, NY one rainy cold weekend in October for the US Gran Prix. Really miserable, the only relief was the heat from a burning bus. But being the pussy I am, I borrowed Dad's truck camper, loaded it on my truck and 4 of us went in comfort. It got a little warm inside so we opened the sliding side windows a couple inches. From then on all you could see was hands reaching up from below, trying to warm up next to the window. I kept flashing on "Night of the Living Dead".

11-15-2003, 01:10 AM	#15
xoxoxoBruce The future is unwritten Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 71,105	I remember camping at Watkins Glenn, NY one rainy cold weekend in October for the US Gran Prix. Really miserable, the only relief was the heat from a burning bus. But being the pussy I am, I borrowed Dad's truck camper, loaded it on my truck and 4 of us went in comfort. It got a little warm inside so we opened the sliding side windows a couple inches. From then on all you could see was hands reaching up from below, trying to warm up next to the window. I kept flashing on "Night of the Living Dead". __________________ The descent of man ~ Nixon, Friedman, Reagan, Trump.