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I got addicted to it. Not only the level of resolve the men had, not only the support they gave each other, but the raw and unadulterated TRUST that the blind guy had.
He was led down steep hills covered in rocks, at nearly full run, and had to trust his guide that, yes, there was still ground in front of him. He rappelled, climbed down ladders, everything trusting that the other two would verbally keep him safe. Hell, he made it though unscathed, even his tough as nails Army buddy got busted up on those same hills!
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Mike Bradshaw
1980 911SC sunroof coupe, silver/black
Putting the sick back into sycophant!
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