If you look close you can see the train passing over itself.
And then,,,, cotton,
oilwells, no picture, an endless windbreak,,,
Blackwells Corner, with the James Dean figure,,,,
And then pounded home, I am afraid that I abused the little black coupe on this last day, faster and harder as get-home-itis took over. total trip miles 2302. Total gas mileage, 19.7 miles to the gallon. Added 2 quarts of oil, and no coolant. Not bad for a 89 year old car. So where we going next, troops?????
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