You can straighten the curves but I can flatten the hills with this souped up truck.
Speaking of which, we went out for ice cream tonight and on the way down were listening to a classic country station and they played the Dukes theme. I was riding on a cloud....smiled the whole song!
I have decided to enter Jesse's white F-150 in the race. Emma looked it up and found out it is against postal regulations to enter the dirt bike.
Me and Cooter souped up the old Ford this morning and tested it. It's a strange coincidence you are getting 180 mph. I hit 181 mph in the truck this afternoon. Cooter thinks he can improve on that.
......come to think of it....first place is a blue ribbon and second place is red. No matter what ribbon you get it will look red to you.... so you have second place wrapped up.
A Friday night would be good to start it....but if it is a role play I'm guessing it will last a long time. I agree. Taking it up is fun....especially since I know I'm going to win. Don't feel bad Hobie. You might get second place.
Today would have been birthday 105 for my hero. I can just hear him now up in Hazzard Heaven yelling at me. "Git off dat confounded fancy walkie talkie and git dem chores done! Dem chickens ain't gonna feed demselves!"