I saw this car at the corner of Marsh/Beltline...very clean
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Originally posted by Cobraman View Postdfwmustangs member. My phone auto corrected it lolOriginally posted by Theodore RooseveltIt is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming...
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It's the red cloth int.Originally posted by Theodore RooseveltIt is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming...
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Originally posted by Snatch Napkin View PostI'm out. That's the one interior I can't handle. Porno red. Fuck all of that.Originally posted by Theodore RooseveltIt is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming...
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Originally posted by Slowhand View PostThat I did. The wing is an integral part of what's going on there. I'd roll the shit out of it too; I might even find a way to get over the porno red interior.Originally posted by Theodore RooseveltIt is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming...
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