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| The usual suspects from Red Wing. |
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| Why, yes, it was a very, very dry Shin Dig. |
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| What happens when you hit a giant rock very hard. |
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| If anyone finds a license plate out there, keep me posted. |
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| This way or that way. |
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| Scot's nice high vise jacket with a lovely brown hue. |
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| More slop. |
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| A fine crafted tool that keeps forks from smooshing when trailered. |
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| One Amish Hooker from Braveria |
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| Defeat: dead battery; Victory: getting it jumped and running. |
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| Camp Red Wing |
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| Where riding plans get sorta planned. |
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| Dick and Ball: yes, both are locations on the map. |
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| Excited because the sun was briefly spotted. |













