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FWAHC Newsletter |
June 2000 |
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As always, when traveling in a British Car, we meet the nicest people. Sunday had us on the road early and headed for the Black Hills. We drove through Spearfish Canyon. Saw Mount Rushmore and spent the afternoon in Keystone. We had to wet our whistles and then had yet another prime rib dinner. We stayed in Custer Sunday night. On Monday morning, bright and early, we headed South, home. All was well until Valentine. Steve pulled in next to Marvin, and his car said, I'm tired. It died. The battery went. Again, no problem. Country General was right down the street and the new battery was purchased and we were off. Great! Until O'Neil. Stopping for gas, a nice lady informed us, "Your car is leaking." OopsăIt was the heater. That was OK, I brought a blanket. The rest of the drive home was uneventful except for a few rain showers and a beautiful rainbow. It's always an adventure traveling in a British car and we've met the most wonderful people. More Words to Live By?
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BIG WIN (again)
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