When I was seventeen it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights
We’d hide from the lights on the village green
When I was seventeen
– It Was A Very Good Year, Frank Sinatra
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I just bought tires for my truck.
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I, on the other hand, was getting a puncture repaired… 😦
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My truck had two blow outs, but I only have one spare, so I had to get a tire on one rim, and change the other blow out before I could drive the Truck over to get the rest of the tires mounted. The truck was loaded with construction debris and an old toilet from remodeling my daughter’s house, plus a couple of old engine blocks that she was getting ready to haul off to the dump when the tires went kaput, — I looked like a real redneck with a beat-up old Ford pickup full of junk when I drove in for the other three tires. On top of all that, my old truck has a standard transmission, which throws the younger techs for a loop, as they don’t know how to drive standards these days.
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Ha — that would have been quite the sight for them to see. 🙂 It’s funny (sad?) how so many people today don’t know how to drive a manual/stick-shift/standard transmission. I confess that I drive an auto, but really enjoy getting behind the wheel of a manual vehicle when I can. It’s how I standard driving and all of my early cars were manual transmission cars.
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All our cars are manual.
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Real driving! 🙂
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