Major Suckage
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From: Central Massachusetts
Ah, we're "optimistic James" today are we?? 
Of course, I agree. The early sanding caught me off guard though. I was hoping to give Neb a wash/wax and then put him away for the winter. Now, he's just dirty and a little
! 
(Oh, maybe that's just me)
Of course, I agree. The early sanding caught me off guard though. I was hoping to give Neb a wash/wax and then put him away for the winter. Now, he's just dirty and a little
! (Oh, maybe that's just me)
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I feel for you man. I'm not too far away from you (NE Maryland), and I can hear the salt-spreaders revving as we speak!!!
Fortunately, salt-spreaders give you a definite time-line of S2000 drivability. From the first pellet of salt, to the first major-spring rain, my S2k will also hibenate, top down, in my garage. Here it will receive endless attention and numerous diaper buffings. Countless hours will be spent pondering mods that I will never execute and telling stories of day-trips gone by (stories will be told to the car itself).
As winter blankets us in a quilt of white wonder, I will have my S2000, warm and dry, to hold close and share a warm cup of cocoa with. I will leave a night light on in the garage, and a radio on, so that it may never be lonely or frightened in the dark of night.
Sundays, I will move the TV into the garage so that I may watch football with The S, and we can cheer the Steelers on to victory (if only they offered a black and gold color scheme.... nahhhh!!!!).
Even with all that I can do whilst mt true love hibernates in innate slumber, I will have to make due with the 2.5 ton behemoth, until spring shines its beautiful smile, and washes away the last remnants of the dead season.
Good night my sweet friend, come spring, we shall rejoice.
*sniff*
Fortunately, salt-spreaders give you a definite time-line of S2000 drivability. From the first pellet of salt, to the first major-spring rain, my S2k will also hibenate, top down, in my garage. Here it will receive endless attention and numerous diaper buffings. Countless hours will be spent pondering mods that I will never execute and telling stories of day-trips gone by (stories will be told to the car itself).
As winter blankets us in a quilt of white wonder, I will have my S2000, warm and dry, to hold close and share a warm cup of cocoa with. I will leave a night light on in the garage, and a radio on, so that it may never be lonely or frightened in the dark of night.
Sundays, I will move the TV into the garage so that I may watch football with The S, and we can cheer the Steelers on to victory (if only they offered a black and gold color scheme.... nahhhh!!!!).
Even with all that I can do whilst mt true love hibernates in innate slumber, I will have to make due with the 2.5 ton behemoth, until spring shines its beautiful smile, and washes away the last remnants of the dead season.
Good night my sweet friend, come spring, we shall rejoice.
*sniff*