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Oh the life. No jandles, singlet, hair not brushed, RH Drive, no dash, wires hanging out every where, looking to make sure no smoke is coming from the loom, trying not to smile to much and make those male grunting noises we make when we are bloody proud of what we have done. Just dying to give it a rip.
Good to see my cars little brother has turned into a teenager.
Good stuff
Bruce
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