|"We can't stop here! This is soybean country!"|
Sometimes I wish I could pass the road time by dialing the younger me that was sitting there sweating half to death behind the gun shop counter in the summer of 1994...
'94 Me: "So... whatcha doin' there in the future?"
'14 Me: "Huh? Well, today I drove the BMW roadster up to Sand Burr Gun Ranch and just, you know, hung out with Mas Ayoob and shot T&E guns with other people's ammo, the way one does on the weekends."
'94 Me: "No, seriously."
'14 Me: "Livin' the dream, kiddo. Don't forget to work on your apostrophes."
|The 320 shot nicely, but oh that slide stop.|