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Okay, I guess I can still do most of the things I normally do with just one arm. Kidding.
I'll give you two versions. One is obviously made up. For Mike.
Met at a biker bar. Slammed several whiskeys and headed for the Kart track. On the way, was passed by a high speed chase and the bad guy was in a 914-6 which was clearly going to outclass the cop cruisers, so dropped down a gear and helped the good guys by pushing the bad guys into a bridge abutment. My lady friend was so exhilarated that we skipped Karting, grabbed a couple of roast beef sandwiches and headed for her place. She said something about having found a new exercise machine. That would turn out to be me, but that's not the best part. Got there and met her three roommates. All four are jaw-dropping supermodels. Two sets of twins, actually. Took me all night to wear them out. Kinda tired now, but certainly worth it of course. The made me promise to come by again in a few days, when they have recovered.
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Man of Carbon Fiber (stronger than steel)
Mocha 1978 911SC. "Coco"
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