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Jerky was a luxury I couldn't afford until I was making long money (more than $4/hr), so it was peanuts and drinking fountain water for me. Not drinking anything while driving meant not needing to pee. We used to think of that as a good thing, and so rolled across America in a desiccated state of semi-permanent dehydration-- 6 ft tall, a buck-sixty, and a good back-- all hair, and sweat, and brown skin.

Driving the speedster somehow takes me back to all that in a way no other car has ever been able to. I'm pretty sure that's why I'm a lifer.

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