I like to think that he forgets, keeps trying and then makes a new post about it
I like to think that he forgets, keeps trying and then makes a new post about it
He can still go racing… GT racing still exists.
It’s the dust and small wood chips off the floor of a sawmill glued together into little bricks. Traditionally eaten with milk and honey. Cricketers legendarily eat 7 or 8 (sometimes more) for breakfast every day. If you are going to do something requiring strength, one should always have eaten weetbix for breakfast.
One could argue that bread slices are a loaf that was split/divided.
My previous car was a civic type R (FK8). Not the rarest car, but it was one of the last to come off the factory floor before they closed the factory and ended production for that version, so it was pretty much impossible to buy. Fucking great car. Loved it.
Town criers?
Just because there’s a low bar for guaranteed success, doesn’t mean it will actually be good. There’s a lot of hope and expectations to live up to, and a lot of corporate greed opportunities to resist.
Well played Google