His movie the Papillion was forbidden as vhs tape to see it in house till we reach 16 years old . But tje waiting was worth it . He also loved genuine the racing life and it was so young when he left …
I have read that part of the cause for his death was the exposion in a material that used back then to the outside exhaust pipes as a protection but thats another myth for the man . Very humble also .
they call me from the police station and said that a pair of sheep men that they feed their sheeps on the fields near that roads , had complained about a white Toyota that passes by with full speed and makes their animals afraid off .
I had answered to the police officer
" tell the cowboys that its not my fault !!, they tresspass the racing line !! "
Speaking of AI…
The pics above are simple ones where the app asks you to type in what you want and define the area. I asked it to add a white truck racing past the sheep.
Here is something I came across that’s a bit more interesting and advanced!
Waiting for the half psrts i needed for my engine . And damned to wait enother month coz of tight budget to finish it … i think its time for stratovarius … one of my favorites …
I was fast in the last practice so i am a little happy . I will find my self .
The timing chain on the x3 did its magic just as Nick was driving home from his first year of university. Fortunately we had time to arrange flatbed and somewhere to take it. Off to get its corpse today, and the BMW seat is gonna replace my sim rig focus rs seat.
I was driving home today and on my street…. Going down the sidewalk…. In suburban central Jersey…. past the McMansions (literally while passing the old Mrs Johnson (of JNJ bandages etc) home….
Was a COWBOY.
I kid you not, a man on horseback also leading a second horse by the bridle.
I have lived here 54 years and never seen a horse being ridden in town.
Anyways I didn’t get the shot. I promise I will grab it if it occurs again.
Your country/western stuff has seeped into my life, somehow.
When i hear the title miles away , winger band always comes to my mind .
. its asweet and dull childhood memory those bands from the days we had longer hairs than our mothers and we where prettier than the girls in high-school. But still heavy . It was before nirvana comes in our lives and we start to wear coloured sweeters and skateboard shoes Dom …