Today, practicing for my downhill marathon I parked up on 40 and ran back down the hill home. D has been wanting to take his truck up 40 so it thought he could definitely drive me back to my car. The fuel filter is plugged (or something) and we had to stop every 100 yards on the way up. Now that we are here it has turned into a car shop. It would have been faster to ride my bike here.
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