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I try to
live life with no regrets, but, this is one of the few I have. This
was my father's Bronco, which I had a love affair with. "Who was
your first love?" Billy Bob. Redneck high, 9 mpg, and a 351. I
miss this vehicle. Every winter, every summer, I just plain miss him.
I didn't buy him at the time because I'd just purchased my W/T,
and at 18 I didn't have the scratch. I should have taken a loan, gone
to the Mafia, etc. Shoulda coulda woulda...
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So, this
is a picture that appeared in my high school yearbook layout- me and
my ride. Did I mention how much I loved this vehicle? I learned how
to drive with him, I took my drivers test on him, I went to the prom
in him... the 351 ROARED, and there was no such thing as a lack of power.
Four wheel drive... Sure, on the highway you could practically WATCH
the gas gauge plummet. This is why no one EVER road for free with me.
Who could afford it?
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This was
turning 100K, even though the pictures aren't clear, the first one is
99999.9, and the second is 000000.0. That was one of my happiest nights,
on my way to see my friend Tracy, riding with a camera in my lap, looking
down every few seconds. Did I mention I miss this vehicle?
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Updated ~ Friday, March 25, 2005 10:24 AM ~ Images © A.L.H.