Sunday, June 28, 2020


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  1. What about the Demon?

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  2. The demon apparently lives in me, because I just want to get in there, rev her up, and drop the hammer!

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  3. I was fortunate to once own a '68 Dart GTS with factory 383...and it was a convertible! Thru strategy and stealth I let her slip thru my fingers, never to be seen again.

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  4. Grew up driving its cousin - 1967 Plymouth Valiant. 225 Slant 6, 3 on the tree, bad master cylinder, studded snow tires year round, 12 mpg. Down hill with a tailwind it would top out at 103. God I miss that car.

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    1. We called it The White Beast. Even my mother called it that.

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  5. Round sidemarker identifies it as 1968.

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