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I don't consider myself squeamish, but on the way to the hospital with my hand in a bag of ice, as I was having trouble determining which was my index and which my middle finger, my legs started shaking and I realized I was going into shock. So I quit looking and focused on breathing, and it cleared up. But for a couple of weeks, every time I closed my eyes, I heard the noise and saw the image.
The injury hurt, but that pain didn't compare to the repair. Wish I had the x-rays to share.
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'86na, 5-spd, turbo front brakes, bad paint, poor turbo nose bolt-on, early sunroof switch set-up that doesn't work.
Malo periculosam, libertatem quam quietam servitutem.
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