Driving up the interstate, I-85, to move into the new place, Heavier Than a Death in the Family blaring out of my car’s shitty speakers, the only way to hear it, man. Suddenly, I notice a car passes me like I’m doing 20 when my speedometer reads 85, and I catch a glimpse of the name of the back of its trunk. Charger. One of the 06 models, the
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PS I need a picture of you, for the icon project.
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One time, I was coming to Auburn from Cullman, AL and I got into a "convoy" with three other cars all going about 100-110 from Birmingham all the way to my exit. The four of us rode along perfectly in unison until about Montgomery when a van up ahead randomly pulled into our lane forcing us to all slow down. As I was cursing the van (probably along with all the others), I saw why this person did what he did. The police had set up a little speed trap and this van saved at least two of us tickets (there were two cops with radars). Once I took my exit, I waved to the other drivers and they returned with swift hands. It was one of the quickest trips from Cullman to Auburn that I've ever had.
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haven't read the rest yet
maybe later
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I usually read the first lines of LJ entries, and if they're good enough, I read the rest.
Just kidding, I'm pretty good about reading everything, though sometimes I forget to go back to certain entries.
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Mine eyes are weary though
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Then hit this up, later.
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