No harm, no foul, Paul. Hey, if you sell the car before Maple Grove and don't have a racer ready yet, I'll be more than happy to allow you the use of my pit space to set-up your BBQ. I'll supply all the beer, softdrinks, plates, napkins, and utensils, you bring the rest (LOL). We can even bring Berkheimer's dog, Arnie, over to keep any unfriendly's away from the food, and to piss on Misus' leg when he comes over.
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