Things do get better, slowly really slowly some times. I like the pretty colors..... but being a Child of the sixty's I figured the heart lung machine had just flushed up some of that old window pane magic. You may not get that if under 45 yr old. As for the truck, it scared the daylights out of me, but then it swerved at the last moment. Hit it's airbrakes and Big Bertha Butts jumped out. Looked at me and said "come here baby give mamma some sugar!" She rain towards me jumped onto a trampoline made two bounces then arched high, did three flips and then assumed the prettiest and scariest swan dive pose I've ever seen. Hit me full force and just decided it was nap time, 30 days later, three heavy duty wreckers, four quarts of owl snot they finally pried her off of me. I'll take the truck next time please. Hope that brought a smile to ya. Good luck!! Rick Oh by the way I have no idea who put the trampoline in the middle of the street.
Yup, that generic morphine was garbage.... window pane may have been a better option.
What kind of valve did you get?
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