In a message dated 99-06-03 10:11:34 EDT, suhs2@hotmail.com writes:
> Now think of driving around your happy place in
> a bugeye or boxspridget.
Everything in its place... Drove the Bugeye to work this AM. Wouldn't trade
it for anything (all right, maybe a 61-67 E-Type...). Ah, but the 7...the
LBC Stepchild...the 7 would be tucked in a dark corner of the garage to be
taken out for when the weather gets nasty here, and rollup windows, a heater,
and a coupe you aren't terribly concerned about are welcome things. Then,
when the kiddies are asleep and the TR7 is out in the cold, flip the lights
on to the heated garage, crack open a Point beer, light that one Marlboro per
week you allow yourself to sneak, pull back the cover to the Bugeye, sit on
your shop stool, and dream of spring...
What the hell is happening to me?
Ron
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