Amici,
After reading all your engineering iterations of tow-technology, I have
come to realize why I elect to drive to the race. I guess I've simply run
out of enough personal intellectual RAM to undertake yet another field of
available technology. OK, so my ole' TR-4 is limited to a 10:1 compression
ratio and a less than ferocious cam; a place as a steady-Eddie back there
in the pack and the discomforture of sometimes 500 miles in a
you-can't-move-your-butt driver's seat. But, at least, you can idle your
mental hard drive, listen to the motor hum, day dream and innocently avoid
yet another field of challange. It ain't all bad.
Think about it.
Rick from NorGA
BTW; Do you Yankees know why Southerners feel comfortable using "ain't?'
It's because arsn't is such an ugly word.
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