I only regret selling 2 cars, a 1967 SS Nova, and a 1974 BMW 2002. The first was an all around good muscle car from daily driver to open road, and I won my share in a straight line too. The Beemer you could drive wide open and use every single horsepower regularly. Drive it like a sprint car on gravel roads, tail hung out, steering wheel at opposite lock, big stupid grin plastered on my face. With its totally neutral handling, I could do donuts on frost. Oddly enough, both were great snow cars.None. Small change.
Bigger things to regret, like cars & women.
You never met Buster. Got him to stud my little beagle. Buster slept outside his house. Buster chit in his house. Buster ate his chit. When my little beagle Snert (yup, truth there) was hot n ready, I introduced them. Buster tried for 45 mins and never figured it out. I put out his food. He dumped her like a load of rocks and went to eat. then chit in his house. Buster was NOT a good dog. I paid a guy to take him and his house.Dog... NO! Not even a bad one. End of story.
my snowball has way to many things to even begin to listThe first one....simply because of the snowball effect.![]()
Great line right here.Nostalgia is the inability of the human mind to recall the bad things.
Ah, those 4 inch model 66....terrible gun. So bad a gun I would only give you $100 for it so I can have something to give to my brother in law...I don't like him either.Sorry I bought a S&W model 66. Not sure what I was thinking. Never shot it well at all.
Still have it and still hate it.
Had a Jack Russell terrier that taught me the true definition of fearless. Loved the dog but a real handful.
They took my M-14 from me and gave me an M-16 which I disliked. Decades passed and for an unknown reason bought a Stag M-16. Disliked and sold it within a few months.
And I had a 1963 Avanti R2. Paxton blower. No AC. That went to help buy my first house.
I may have another M-14 n my future. I did like it and shot it well. (so long ago)
My fear is nostalgia. Nostalgia is the inability of the human mind to recall the bad things.
This took me a few seconds to figure out. I resemble that too, but not really. I can walk away any time I want, but I'd cry every step. Over the years I've certainly enjoyed most of the guns I've owned and there were times that this hobby kept me sane by giving me something to think about instead of my situation.The FIRST one.
#addicted