RonLiv
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So I go to this Cars and Coffee thing near my house I saw advertised. Thought it might be fun, I haven't been to many car shows. Since it was only about 5-minutes away I wind up being the first one there. Maybe I have a little to much enthusiasm, I don't know. I pick a nice shady spot under a tree, park the Roadrunner, I got the dog with me, set up a little fold out chair in the grass and fill his water bowl, and I wait for the parade of cars to come in. About 1/2 hour later I had 10-Porche's parked to my left, and another 7 of them to my right. Then the Ferrari's start to show, the Thomas Magnum car was cool but I was told the least valuable of the lot, a Pantara, and a slew of BMW M's of all years, shapes and sizes. Then finally the oldies roll in, I don't know this era very well, but they look like cars Al Capone drove, at least in the movies. I did see one with a badge that said "Duesenberg" if that tells you anything, and some 1940's woody car thing. At last my buddy shows up, two hours late, in his Buick GSX with a 455 that has a Carburetor big enough to cover the top of the engine and some ridicules CAM in it that makes the car sound like its about to blow up when he's trying to idle. Everyone has their ears covered when he pulls in. Huge rear tires that nearly rub in the back, and these skinny jobs up front that seem like they will collapse under the weight of the big engine. But anyway made me feel a little more comfortable.
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Yea that is a shame. Who would have thought the guy's with B-P-D in the car's name. Just drank coffee. Thought they where the Expresso bunch. Or the high dollar Mustard. Hope your buddy did a burn OUT and smoked them all. 
Out the way slow poke's Runner coming through.
