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| Strangely, after driving from SF to LA, then visiting Bottle Village & Henry Hill's, I wasn't tired. So, at about 7 p.m., I headed for Phoenix. Just in case drowsiness should appear, I picked up a supply of Atomic Fireballs. You can't sleep with an Atomic Fireball in your mouth. I know what you're thinking: why no photos on this page? Well, this was where Wagner was going to teach you the proper way to change a tire, Whip It! having absolutely shredded her front driver's side tire at about 85 mph. We took lots of photos. It wasn't until Phoenix that I discovered I'd forgotten to reload film after Henry's place. So whatever you do, don't have a flat tire until Whip It! has another tire-blowing incident I can document for you. |
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