Beat ya to it...
Took your spot in line... taking the wife's Yukon Denali in on Tues... decided to check the mail in the box at speed as I was backing out the other day just after the meltdown
... Do not, repeat, do not attempt a brake check, on a downhill driveway on freshly zambonied ice...
I was as out of control as a drunken teenager wanting a Dawson Dog... Oops, thats a whole other story...
Yesterday, I checked into a motel room and said to the receptionist, "I hope the porn channel in my room is disabled."
"No," she said, "it's regular porn, you sick bastard."
Boy are they Movin'!
Thru the dust rocks & mud...