#and my windshield wipers don’t work unless you turn them manually

[gazpacho-deluxe]

just had to drive in the rain and dark (a combination i have not driven in before) to drop someone off somewhere i hate driving i hate driving i hate driving

[swedenandbeyond]

June 27- June 29 AM

We left our hotel mid-morning because we had to wait for an electronic store to open at 10 a.m. to buy a few more days extension on our cell phone plan which expires on June 29th. If there's one thing negative to say about Scandinavia, it's the business hours and attractions hours. Hardly anything opens before 10 a.m. and most everything closes at  4 p.m. That's a good deal if you're working, but not so good if you are sightseeing breakfast is over normally over by 8:30. Breakfast last longer in most hotels but we usually are finished eating by 8:30 so we have an hour and a half or more to wait to visit anything. The upside is the grocery store stay open longer hours in Scandinavia and any other country been in except Spain. Not a lot of need for us to go to grocery stores but we do like our snacks with cocktails and a good piece of chocolate in the evening. Anyway, we had a long and boring drive through some pretty country, but it's like driving across Montana, Idaho, Kansas etc. The speed limits go up and down through all the little towns and my GPS monitors the speed limits that show up on my dashboard. However, sometimes the GPS doesn't register the increase in speed as you leave a little towns. I'm not sure if it's recording all the times I'm above the legal speed limit or not. Our Swedish friend says that big brother is not that big in Sweden and I can tell you most people do not obey the speed limits unless there's a camera in the vicinity. I'm pretty sure I've mentioned that before, but I was stuck on 70 as my legal speed limit but the real speed limit was 100 kilometers per hour. People don't like to be behind a slow car anywhere in the world. We found a nice hotel in downtown Ostersund. The building was built in 1882, as we have been told, as a theater with a very fine balcony area. In 1992 Best Western turned it into a hotel. The building looks like it did in the 1800's with some updates. There are a lot of Oriental rugs in the lobby of the theater and the boths are covered in velvet with a lot of overstuffed chairs typical of the times. Architecturally it is very nice and Elizabeth is very happy in these surroundings. The staff, as usual, is very helpful and barring any bad weather we will be visiting an outdoor museum depicting life from the late 1700’s through 1956. Then we'll visit a small island in the big lake to see the northernmost runestone in the Sweden. Sometimes you just get lucky. We walked over to the island to see the rune stone and back to the museum this morning. We got a good long walk in about two and a half miles from hotel to rune stone and to the museum. it was supposed to rain today and it started raining at 11:30. I hate it when the weather man is right. We had a wonderful time touring the outdoor museum it's all beautiful sights. We entered the outdoor museum and started wandering around. We ended up at a bus stop near a 1956 Shell service station mock-up. I’ve got to say service station was pretty accurate as far as I was concerned. I went inside the station and they had the old quart oil can spouts that you shoved into the can to put the oil in your car. The garage had authentic antique 56 Volvo and a old motorized bicycle. As I was leaving, a lady drove up in an old Volvo with a shell service station attendant uniform. We got on the bus to take a tour of the museum. While we were waiting, the bus driver gave us tutorial on the bus. He was in costume and by law had to wear certain emblems on his hat and buttons on his jacket. His entire uniform was spelled out in the regulations for bus drivers. The only thing he could change was the color of his tie. The chassis was a 1924 Model T but the body was built in Sweden in 1925. The motor has been converted to a late model Volvo and had an automatic transmission. Everything else was original, even to the manual wiper blade and The flipper turn signals that popped up on the outside of the bus. This bus was used to transport people between towns and it was restricted to 20 km per hour. But it only took 5 hours to traverse the distance between two towns that took two days in a horse and wagon. The museum found the bus being used as a weekend cabin outside Ostersund and there had been a stove installed in the right side of the front windshield. The door was on the left side because until 1967 Sweden drove on the left side of the road. They completely changed over one weekend and according to the bus driver everything went very well. We got off at the first stop to go visit in 1942 logging camp that might have a military officer walking around in the area. I found the logging camp and it was the real deal. There was a bunk along the back wall that had places for 16 people to sleep, I repeat, a bunk it was just a long platform for people to sleep. The two guys in the building we're cooking on the stove in the middle of the building. They were making fry bread in canola oil. They completely acted it out a scenario that they were in 1942 during the war. They could not have bacon because it wasn't available at that time. They were there harvesting timber to provide heat and fuel for the surrounding area because no cold or oil could be shipped into Sweden. A Swedish military officer came in to talk with us. Again he played the role of a 1942 military officer. He asked where we came from and we said Oklahoma. He said my how did you get here in a really inquisitive fashion. We had a long discussion about the military, the war and what Germany had done in Sweden and Norway. I said we will be leaving on July 6th. He said how we get across the Atlantic in 1942? There are wolf packs of German submarines sinking ships. I said I had a secret weapon he said “oh my, are you a spy”. I said I have a time machine and we will be okay. As you can imagine we had a much longer conversation and we got to taste the fry bread that none of the other visitors got to taste. It was a very enlightening visit and we're very impressed that the role players stuck completely to their role. We left and went to the lineman's Cottage which the soldier and his wife owned before he got drafted. It's too much to go into detail here, but he had an actual wife and family there and they even had wedding pictures  on the piano in the living room. I mean the Swedes really do the reality show up right. There was also an indoor exhibit of life in Scandinavia going back 8000 years. I didn't take a lot of pictures in the indoor museum, because we seen a lot of that already. We walked back to the hotel in the rain about a mile and a quarter. It was not too bad because it was not windy and not too cold. We decided to have dinner in the hotel restaurant and ordered the Caesar salad with chicken. The salad came out with two chicken breast slices on the top. We were used to having the chicken sliced. When I took my chicken to slice it, I noticed it wasn't quite done. Let's put it this way, it was so uncooked if I threw it on the floor it was spongy enough to bounce back up to me. The waiter and waitress were aghast when they saw the chicken and took it back to be cooked or bring us new chicken. We kept the salad and picked at it because she said it would take 8 minutes for the chicken to be cooked. We weren't in a hurry, but they brought out a whole new salad with cooked chicken that we chowed down on. It was really good and afterwards we spoke to the waitress Jessica and waiter John. Jessica took us to see the stage in the Opera House. She is a dancer and gets to perform on the stage. Looks like a mini Brady house. She got John to turn on the lights so we can take a picture of the original Chandelier from the 1800s. We talked about where we were from and what we are doing.  She asked for the name of our blog because she was going to look it up. We do meet the nicest people and we invited them both to visit us in Tulsa if they ever come to America. The sun came out about 5 and it's very windy so we hope the weather will stay dry with a week and a few days to go on our trip. We tried to change our flight to an earlier time again but we were unsuccessful. Not worth the trouble now.

I'm tired of dictating so I'm going to wrap this up and get it on the blog.

June 29 AM We're headed southwest In the direction of Oslo by way of Lillehammer. We have 3 days to get to Oslo and are not sure how will fill those 3 days. One mountain town we wanted to go to that was an old copper mining center is going to have a high temperature of 45 today. We're going to pass on that and try to find a warmer place to spend the night. We hope you enjoy the pictures and I promise some videos soon.

[claitynroberts]

Willow Springs Ranch

Description: A young man bumps into a mysterious woman during his rushed morning errands. On his way home that evening he discovers what he thinks is a dead calf in the pre-storm winter dusk. What he finds, on the other hand, may just change his life.

Author’s Note: I really enjoyed writing this a while back so I polished it up and decided I’d post it here for y’all’s enjoyment! For now it will remain a one-shot, but could potentially turn into a series. Let me know what y’all think!

Warnings: None really, although there may be a life/death situation.

Word Count: 3,544

Jesse

        My hometown has about twenty-seven thousand residents. It’s large enough you don’t know everybody, but still has that small town, close knit vibe. I can walk into the feed store and name every old rancher who spends their day shooting the bull and playing checkers under the guise of running to town to grab supplies. On the flip side, I can walk into the local donut shop and grab my usual breakfast order and not be able to name a soul besides the young lady who works behind the counter. What I’m trying to say here is there are thousands of “familiar faces” you begin to recognize after a lifetime of living nearby, but, try as you might, you can never place any one person unless you absolutely know them.

        The young lady I picked up today on the side of the road about ten miles out of town looked so familiar. Her chocolate brown hair and dark eyes pulled at some long-forgotten memory of mine but whenever I tried to bring it to the forefront it slipped further and further away. As I sped toward the house I checked the rearview mirror to make sure she was still okay. Besides being soaking wet and having a slight cut above her right eyebrow she seemed fine. She curled inward on herself even more and my black lab Maggie snuggled in closer to her. I cranked the heater up and tried my best to arrange my big Carhart coat over her like a blanket hoping that would help keep her warm for now. I turned back toward the windshield and listened to the windshield wipers slap against the wintery mix that fell from the sky quicker and quicker while I thought over this morning’s trek to town.

        It wasn’t an unusual day. I made my run to the local donut shop where I got two kolaches and a large black coffee for myself and a dozen mixed donuts for the boys at the feed store. In hindsight that was a bad habit to start, but whenever I walked in every Friday morning with my breakfast, Jimmy and Carl always asked for half of one of my kolaches even though they didn’t like them. I walked in and set the donuts on the table next to the checkerboard where Jimmy and Carl were playing and they flew at them like flies to a fresh cow pie. “Well good morning to y’all too,” I quipped.

        “Morning Jesse!” Carl bellowed in his baritone voice. “How’s the ranch been?”

        “Same as it was when you asked last week, Carl. Cows are still calving, wolves are still a problem, I’m still single, and I’m still broke. But I’ll let you know as soon as possible when one of those things changes.” Now Carl is a good guy but sometimes, well all the time, he can be a one upper. He liked to hear how everyone else was doing so he could boast about himself. I’ve known Carl all my life, he was good friends with my grandfather before he passed, and he is a great rancher, but most of the time I had to shut him down before he could get riled up.

        I leaned up against the counter waiting for the clerk and studied Carl and Jimmy for a minute. No one who didn’t know them would ever expect the two of them to be rodeo legends. Where most cowboys are athletically built, even years later, these two put on about a hundred and fifty pounds since they quit the circuit. Now they were pot gutted and grey. No doubt their wives were to blame since they were some of the best cooks I have ever met, but sometimes they were a tad gluttonous. Why, Jimmy was already starting on his third donut and I had only been here all of ten minutes.

        Jimmy liked to wear cinch button downs, wranglers, and his boots no matter where he went. The only thing that changed about his attire was what kind of hat he wore which changed with the seasons, straw in summer and felt in winter. Carl was the same way except sometimes he would add a vest now and again. Both men had old leathery faces from being in the sun most of their lives and their wise eyes were framed by bushy white eyebrows and they had a thick Sam Elliot-esque mustache above their upper lips.

        “Jesse, would it trouble you to get some apple fritters next week? I’m not a big fan of the glazed donuts.”

        “Jimmy, it looks like you like the glazed donuts just fine. You’re in the middle of eating donut number three!” I exclaimed, chuckling.

        “Yeah but they just ain’t as good!”

        “You do know you have this conversation every week, right Jimmy?” Carl asked.

        “Well, bout time he took the hint then, huh?” Jimmy replied and gave me a scathing sideways look.

        “Next week you can get your own damn donuts then Jimmy. Also, if you would pay more attention to that rigorous game of checkers and less attention to the donuts you would have noticed that Carl just positioned his own pawn in a way he can take your king.”

        “Thanks a lot, Jesse! I thought we was friends!”

        “I don’t make the habit of keeping cheats as friends, Carl.” I grinned and turned around just in time to see Miss LuAnn come from the back of the feed store. “Morning Miss LuAnn! How’s it been?”

        “Oh, good morning Jesse! The rain the last few days has kept a lot of our usual riff raff out, except for these two,” she giggled and rolled her eyes. “I’m not sure what everyone is going to do! The weatherman is calling for snow this weekend and if the other ranchers don’t come pick up their orders, it may be a few days before their stock can be fed.”

        “Yeah, I know. That’s why I came by today, better to be safe than sorry I guess.”

        “So, your usual order is ready and Larry has the boys loading it for you, do you need anything else?”

        “Ear tags and a marker please. Also do you have any dog supplies?”

        “We sure do, what are ya looking for?”

        “Wormer and flea and tick treatments.”

        “We actually got these new things in.” She handed me a box as she explained what it was. “They are a chewy beef flavored cube and it’s supposed to kill and repel fleas and ticks as well as help with worms. It’s a three-month supply in the box.”

        “That’s pretty interesting. Any idea how well it works?”

        “Not a clue.” She smiled.

        “Well…how much does it run.”

        “It’s a little more expensive than the two manual treatments…but I’ll tell you what. I need testimony on how they work, so I’ll give you the first box.”

        “You drive a hard bargain Miss LuAnn, but I guess that works.” I smiled and winked at her.

        “Oh hush.” She smacked my arm. “You are easily our best customer, Jesse. At least when you come in you spend half a grand in supplies. These codgers hog the checkerboard, take up my Wifi, and suck down my free coffee.” LuAnn gestured to the two men off to the side.

        “Thanks, LuAnn. Whatever I can do to help y’all out. I know how the big ranch stores are affecting y’all.”

        “We’ll muddle through somehow,” she said with a wan grin.

        “Well, I better get going. I have a few more stops this morning before I head back to the house.” I paid for my provisions, thanked LuAnn and Larry, called my farewells to Carl and Jimmy, and climbed in my truck. Yep. Completely normal Friday at the feed store.

        I made a few more stops throughout the day, the bank, the post office, the local café for lunch, all the same as normal. The only thing a little strange was the stop at the gas station. I pulled my big farm truck up to the diesel pump and began to fill up the fuel hog I called my favorite truck. When the pump clicked off I ran inside to pay for my fuel and grab a few things. The line was a couple people deep when I got up there, and more people filed in behind me; man, it was a busy afternoon for the Quick Stop. I was standing there going over my items to see if I forgot anything when the young lady in front of me finished her purchase and turned the wrong direction running smack into my chest. She dropped her brown paper bag and everything spilled out. I set my basket down on the counter and stooped to help her right her things.

        “I’m so sorry!” She exclaimed. “I should have been paying better attention to where I was going.”

        Her voice was soft and somewhat timid, and her long brown curls hung out of the hood she was wearing. “It’s fine.” I rounded up her twenty-ounce bottles of Coke, a package of skittles and sour gummy worms, a box of condoms, and five cans of Red Man. As I hurriedly put the items in her bag, I raised my eyebrows and tried to make eye contact with her but she never looked up from below her hood. I noticed she had duct tape, a loop of nylon rope, and some scissors in her hands. “Wow. You must have some night planned.”

        “I-it’s not all gonna be used, you know, together.” She stammered as she grabbed the bag and headed toward the door. I watched her pass through, and before the door shut behind her she turned to look back at me. The side of her hood and chocolate curls still covered most of her face but I saw her eyes. They were chocolate colored as well and were delicate in nature although they were large and round and set perfectly in what I could see of her face.

        I turned back to the clerk who had my purchases already rang up and gave him my credit card. I finished the transaction, and walked back to my truck in a stupor. I sat there for a moment until my dog Maggie jumped up on the center console and began to vehemently lick my face. I chuckled and stroked the top of her head; still dumbfounded. I heaved a sigh and started the huge truck up and pointed it in the direction of my grandma’s house still trying to shake that weird feeling.

        When I got to my grandma Bernie’s house she was asleep for her afternoon nap. I checked her breathing and adjusted the blankets around her, straightening them up and tucking them closer to keep her warm. She was in her late sixties but could still keep up with the best of us twenty-six year olds; she regularly went out to the local honky-tonk four nights a week and drank just as much as my buddies and I did. It became a weekly tradition of her and my grandpa’s and now that he was gone I wasn’t sure if she still did it to remember him or to get him out of her head. Since she was sleeping at five o’clock I assumed she was going to the bar tonight too. I chuckled and set about stoking her dying fire in the big stone hearth.

        I walked back through the house to her outdated kitchen and set about putting her groceries away for her. I placed her twenty-four count of Ultra’s in the fridge on the bottom shelf where she preferred to keep them nearly ice cold, put her bread and other things in the pantry and left her packs of Camel crushes on the counter next to the note I wrote.

                    Granny

                    I put your groceries away and beer is in the fridge—it should be cold. I also stoked your fire and fixed the crooked cabinet in the kitchen. I figure since you were asleep at 5 PM you are planning on going out tonight. Please be careful. There is a front moving in that is promising snow, and with the low temps and rain the last few days things could get slippery pretty fast. I’m going to head home and check on the ranch and spend time with Mom tonight. If you do go out, say hi to the guys for me. Also kick Teddy’s ass at 9-ball for me. Love ya, you old battle ax.

                    Jesse

        P.S. take is easy on the Camels. You remember what the doc said.

        About the time I left my grandma’s house the weather had changed. The temperature dropped to sub-freezing temperatures, the wind switched to the north, and what used to be rain turned to a mix of sleet and drizzling rain. I left the driveway and drove south toward my house in the waning light of the November dusk. Granny lived a couple miles south of our big-small town; and as the crow flies, my grandma lived about ten miles away from my ranch. But since I’m not a crow and we live in a pretty hilly area, it was really about thirty miles out of town.

        I drove as fast as the wet pavement and loaded down pickup would allow, trying to stay ahead of this front so I didn’t have to drive in the newly frozen elements. However, thanks to the Kansas City Southern and a county road with no way to go around the train, the storm moved in and stayed ahead of me all the way home. That’s when I saw her.

        At the time, I didn’t know it was a her. To be honest the pile looked more like a calf that couldn’t make it through the beginning of a harsh winter. I pulled over and flipped my hazards on; as I climbed down from my truck I rummaged around in my vest pocket trying to get ahold of my cell phone. I unlocked it and pulled up Old Man Peterson’s phone number seeing as the calf had to come from one of his two properties here by the highway. I walked over and nudged the torso with the toe of my boot, rolling over not a calf but a young woman.

        Her skin was pale olive in the dim light coming from my trucks headlights, and her dark, wet hair spilled out of her hood and wrapped across her neck. I bent down and checked her pulse, it was light but it was there nonetheless. Her breathing much the same shallow, light, and very irregular. The skin around her mouth had a blue tinge and all color had drained from her lips and cheeks; her fingers were cold and stiff and the nail beds were turning blue as well. She was a little stiff when I picked her up and a light dusting of snow fell off her as I disrupted the surrounding environment with the motion. She was lucky I found her when I did, or she would very well be dead by morning. I placed her in the back seat of the truck and threw the emergency blanket over her to try to keep her warm. My dog jumped back there immediately as if she knew the girl needed something warm nearby and curled beside her on the seat.

        I ripped myself from my reverie and looked at the clock. We were about two minutes from my driveway, and it took about another to get up it and to the house. I looked back in the rearview and saw that she was still curled up and her breathing seemed to come slightly easier now than earlier. I shifted my focus back to the road and pushed the gas down a little more, daring to go as fast as possible to get this girl to my house quickly. What felt like eons later we pulled into my driveway. Mom’s car wasn’t here yet so I assumed she was still on her way home from work; she was always a nervous driver but today of all days she had to be gone when I needed her most.

        I cranked the truck off and ran up the porch steps and unlocked the door before returning to grab the girl, everything else could wait for now. Maggie ran inside ahead of me, and I rushed the young woman upstairs to the master bathroom. I set her down on the tile floor and leaned her against the wooden cabinets of the double sink while I plugged the huge whirlpool bathtub and turned on the shower to get the water heated up. I returned to the girl and checked her vitals again. Her breathing was more regular although it was still shallow and sounded pained, and her heart beat was a little stronger but still slow. I looked at her face and pushed her wet hair aside. She had some color coming back to her cheeks but her lips and fingers were still blue. She stirred lightly and I stooped down in front of her. I looked into her squinted eyes and tried to explain the situation, although I’m not sure how much of it she understood in her condition.

        “Hey, hey, hey. Are you awake?” I asked. She continued to barely squint at me. “I need you to focus on what I’m about to say, okay?” She nodded. “I found you on the side of the road. You’re freezing and we need to get you warmed up. Do you understand?” Nod. “Okay. I’m going to undress you and put you in the tub. Alright?” Nod. “Okay, then.” I set about removing her soggy, wet clothes, which to my relief had thawed and were no longer frozen to her; I scooped her up and climbed with her into the bathtub.

        Positioning ourselves under the hot water pouring from the shower head, I sat us down and began rubbing my hands up and down her shoulders and tried to work as much hot water into her freezing hair as possible. Remembering from some survival show that it’s easier to stay warm with skin to skin contact, I removed my long-sleeved thermal and pulled her back against my chest. She let out a soft cry as the hot water began to thaw her frozen skin and she curled into my chest closing her eyes and falling asleep. After what felt like hours later, but I’m sure was no more than a half hour, I heard my mother come in downstairs. “Jesse?” She called.

        “I’m up here!”

        “Are you in the bath? I don’t want to dis—,”

        “Mom, I need your help.” I cut her off quickly.

        “What’s wrong honey?” She asked as she came through the door. I saw a million different emotions cross her face, until she registered what was going on. “I’ll grab some of your sweats for her. We can put her in your bed since it’s got the fireplace beside it.”

        “Good idea. Before you do anything turn my electric blanket on high and heat up the bed. Then grab some of my clothes and you can take care of her. I’ll start a fire and see if I can get some soup started for when she wakes up.”

        “I’m on it.”

        A short while later Mom came back in with my thickest pair of sweats and best hoodie for the girl. She grabbed a towel and I stood up bringing the girl with me. Mom wrapped her up like she had done me a hundred times when I was little and I sat her on the toilet lid. The motion roused her slightly and she was looking at me with heavy lidded eyes again. “Hey, my mom is here and she’s going to help you into some dry clothes. Can you sit up on you own for now?” Nod. “Good, okay. Once she gets you dry and dressed, we are going to get you into a nice warm bed so you can sleep and when you wake up I’ll have some soup to help warm your insides okay?” Nod. Nod. “Alrighty then, I’m going to go make a fire.”

        I turned to my mom, “you sure you got her?”

        “Honey, I have been your mom for twenty-six years and a CNA for nearly thirty. I think I can handle her.” She said with a small smile. “Go get things ready, okay?”

         “Alright.” I left the room still in my dripping jeans. First things first, I need to get changed. I rummaged through my drawers until I found another pair of warm sweats and threw on a black V-neck. I walked over to the fireplace and set about starting the fire. By the time the large logs had caught and began roaring, Mom opened the door to the bathroom and came out supporting the half-asleep girl. Quickly I turned down the bed and rushed over to scoop the woman up in my arms. Again, she nestled into my chest like she had known me all her life before I gently laid her down against the pillows and covered her up with the plush comforter.

[praiszzys-blog]

How to Drive Driving is one of the most useful skills in the world. But before you begin to drive, remember that driving is a privilege, not a right, and that you should learn how to be a responsible driver before you put your keys in the ignition. All of the rules and regulations of driving can feel overwhelming, but if you take them one step at a time, you'll be a pro on the road in no time. Read on to find out how to drive. Part One of Five: Getting Started 1 Learn the driving rules for your location. Before you get a permit, it's important to be aware of the rules of driving and the basic safety precautions you should take as a responsible driver. It's much more advisable to learn the rules before you get behind the wheel so you don't wing it and make mistakes as you go along. Here's how:Read the driver's handbook provided by the DMV or your local department that regulates driving and automobiles. If you do not learn the rules, you won't be able to get your permit.Some basic rules and common sense safety precautions that everyone should know include: stopping for pedestrians, obeying traffic signs, staying within the speed limit, and wearing your seatbelt. 2 Get your permit. Your permit will allow you to drive with adult supervision and a curfew. Learn your state's laws to see what age you need to be to apply for a permit (typically between the ages of 14 and 18) and what you need to do to get it. [1] Here are some general guidelines:If you're a minor, you'll need the signature of your parent or guardian.You'll have to pass a written test about driving rules and regulation and safety on the road.Some jurisdictions will require a certain number of hours of “behind-the-wheel” driver’s education in order to get your license.If you are still in school, most will have classes in driver's education. 3 Practice driving. Once you have your permit, you need to hone your driving skills. Before you take your car on the highway, you need to practice getting comfortable behind the wheel. Take it one day at a time and be patient. Nobody's a perfect driver at first. Here are some tips:Practice with an adult that you trust. Drive with a responsible driver over the age of 21 who can guide you and give you advice without getting frustrated.Practice in an isolated and safe location, such as an empty parking lot on the weekends. This will help you understand the way your car accelerates, how your brakes work, and how to generally maneuver your car. Each car is different and it's important to get a feel for what makes your car unique. Part Three of Five: Part Three: Driving an Automatic Car 1 Start your car. To start your car, you have to follow a few easy steps in the right order. Here's what you do:Release your emergency brake.Put your foot on the brake.Put your key in the ignition and turn it. 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If you're on the highway, you should be aware of the speed limit but go with the flow of traffic.If all the cars around you are going much slower than the speed limit due to traffic, drive accordingly to avoid crashing into them.If all of the cars around you are driving much faster than the speed limit, you don't have to break the law, but you can accelerate a bit so you don't slow the flow down too much.Remember that driving too slow can be just as dangerous as driving too fast.Accelerate your car calmly. Don't push your foot too hard on the gas or you may go much faster than you intended. Know that each car has its own acceleration rate. 5 Steer your car properly. Proper steering techniques will make your driving experience smoother and will help you avoid collisions. Steering your car the right way can help you turn and position in your car in the most convenient way. Here are some tips for good steering:Make sure to have both hands on the wheel.Place your hands at either 8 or 4 o’clock, or slightly higher at 9 and 3 o’clock, depending on your preference. At this position, you can safely maneuver the wheel and are prevented from making any sharp turns.When making a turn, pull down on the side of the wheel you wish to turn towards and push up with opposite hand. This is called “pull-push” steering.To make sharper turns at lower speeds, use hand-over-hand turning. To do this, perform a push-pull turn but bring your pull hand over your push hand in order to continue moving the wheel in the desired direction.[2] 6 Understand your brakes. You should know how long it takes for your car to reach a full and complete stop when traveling at various speeds.Always drive at least a car length behind the car in front of you. If you have to make a fast stop, you do not want to crash into the front car.When traveling at a faster speed, you will need even more than one car length in order to come safely to a stop, so understand and observe the two-second rule, which states that you should be at least two seconds behind any car directly in front of you to keep a safe following distance. Take weather and road conditions into account.Try not to stop suddenly unless it’s an emergency. Sudden stops can lead to vehicles behind you plowing into your rear. 7 Signal appropriately. Remember that the person in the car behind you cannot read your mind. They don't know which direction you are going to move unless you signal.You should signal in the following situations[3]:As you approach the last 100 feet (30.5 m) before your turning point (left or right turn).Before you change lanes, be sure that you signal at least 5 seconds prior.Before pulling into or out from a curbside parking spot.When changing directions. 8 Use your lights. Your car lights can help you see more clearly and avoid danger. You should use them when it's dark, raining, or foggy.A general rule of thumb is if you have to ask yourself, "Should my lights be on right now?" then the answer is always yes.Check the other cars on the road. If most of them turn their lights on, flick yours on too.Remember that some cars have lights that automatically turn on and off under certain conditions. If you don't have one of these types of cars, make sure to turn your lights off when you park your car, or you may drain your battery. 9 Use your wipers. Learn how your windshield wipers work before the first drop of rain falls. You can adjust them to move back and forth at different speeds depending on how hard the rain is falling.You can also use your wipers to squirt fluid on your windshield to wipe off any dirt or stains.Do not drive if your wipers are broken. Driving in a storm without wipers is incredibly dangerous. 10 Change lanes like a pro. Follow the rules for properly and safely changing lanes. A useful mnemonic device to follow is S.M.O.G.[4]S: SIGNAL to let the cars around you know that you intend to change lanes.M: Check your MIRROR to see that it is clear.O: Check OVER-THE-SHOULDER to again make sure that it is safe to proceed.G: GO. 11 Park your car correctly. After you've reached your destination, you'll need to turn off your engine and park your car safely. Here's how to finish driving:Find a good parking spot, and stop your car by putting your foot on the brake.Shift gears into "Park."Turn off your engine.Pull up your parking brake.If your lights are on, turn them off.Lock your car to prevent theft.Get out of the car and make sure it fits in its spot. Remember that many basic rules of driving apply to both automatic and manual cars. Though the differences between the cars will be discussed, there are many basic rules that still apply to both types of cars. They are:The steps you should take to prepare for driving, such as adjusting your mirrors and avoiding distractions.The rules of signaling appropriately.The rules of changing lanes.Using your lights and wipers when needed.The placement of your hands on the wheel. 2 Learn the controls. Most people will agree that the manual car is trickier to drive than the automatic because of the extra steps that need to be taken to drive successfully. However, many people also say that driving a manual car can be more fun and rewarding, because you'll be more involved in the driving process. If you have a manual car, you should recognize and use two extra controls. They are:The clutch: The clutch controls the connection between the engine and transmission. Pushing on the clutch pedal disengages the clutch and disconnects the engine from the transmission. Releasing will engage the clutch and connect them. When disengaging the clutch you effectively place the car in neutral regardless of whether it is in gear or not. Engaging the clutch will place the car into whichever gear is currently selected.The shifter: Shifting gears is done by moving a stick called either the gear stick, shift stick, gearshift, gear lever, gear selector, or shifter. Gear numbers and shift patterns will vary by model but the “default” position is “N” neutral, followed by gears that range from 1 to 5 or 1 to 6, and then “R” reverse. 3 Start the car. Starting your manual car is a bit trickier than starting an automatic car. It will also take more practice. When you're starting out, make sure you're in an isolated location to prevent any mishaps. Here's how to do it:Begin by stepping on the clutch. Most manual cars will not start unless the clutch is disengaged.Once you have started the car, place your foot on the brake and release the emergency brake.If moving forward, place the car into 1st gear. If reversing, place the car into reverse ("R").As you slowly release the clutch, slowly apply pressure onto the gas pedal.You will hear the engine revving up and then feel and hear the clutch “catch.” If the car moves forward without the engine stalling, then great work! You have successfully started the car and are traveling in 1st gear. 4 Switch your gears to match your speed. Shift gears just as you would from Neutral to 1st gear in order to move into the higher gears. Before you start switching gears, remember these points:You must shift gears in this order. Disengage the clutch by pressing on the clutch pedal. Shift gears using the shifter. Re-engage the clutch by slowly taking pressure off the clutch pedal while stepping on the gas.Think of the clutch pedal and gas pedal as being proportionate to the other in pressure. They should act in concert together in the same way that a seesaw behaves. When one goes up, the other goes down.Gradually applying gas while engaging the clutch will make shifting gears smoother. It will take time, but once you master the feeling of the clutch and gas, it will become second nature. 5 Move into higher gears for higher speed. Each car will have its own speed range for each gear. Some will tell you to only switch gears after reaching a certain RPM.Listen to your car and switch when you think the engine needs to make the change. 6 Brake appropriately. Press on the clutch pedal and move into Neutral when braking. Moving the car into Neutral will ensure that the engine is no longer moving the transmission and prevents you from stalling as you decelerate with the brake.You can potentially save gas and improve the life of your brakes by downshifting to decelerate. This takes practice however, so begin by just using your brakes. 7 Park your car. Once you've found the right place to park your car, it's important to follow a few key rules to park your manual car properly. Here's what you should do:Leave your car in gear, not Neutral. It'll typically be in either reverse or first gear. If you leave it in Neutral, it won't stay put.Take your keys out of the ignition. Advertisement Part Five of Five: Getting Your License 1 Take the appropriate steps to receive a license. Once you've gotten your permit, have mastered either the automatic or manual car, and have driven on the road for the requisite amount of time (six months in some states), then you are ready to get your driver's license! The driver's license will allow you to drive alone, at any hour, and with more than one other person in the car. To get the license, there are a few things you may have to do, depending on your state:Pass a written test.Pass a short driving test, which will test you on basic driving skills which include how to parallel park and make K-turns.Pass a vision test.Check out your state's DMV requirements to see exactly how old you have to be and what you have to do to get a license. 2 Remember that driving is a responsibility. Once you've done everything you need to do to get your license, you should remember to be a cautious, safe, or responsible driver. If you don't drive by the rules, your driving privileges will be revoked and you may get in trouble with the law. Here are some things to keep in mind once you're a licensed driver:Always put safety first. Safety should be your priority over fun. Don't do anything that compromises your safety like cram seven people in your car, drive without a seatbelt, or be a generally distracted driver.Your driving skills could always be improved. Make notes of things you want to work on, from making smooth turns to signaling ahead of time, and work to address your driving flaws.Keep your passengers safe. Make sure your passengers are behaving appropriately before you start the car. If they are hanging out of windows, not wearing seatbelts, or not respecting the roads, don't start the car.

[choisgirls]

Could you do the rfa+minor trio with an MAC who really likes cars??

A/N: Sometimes i wish iwould have taken another year of auto body in high school but i didnt *sigh*also i have a huge lady boner for classic cars so idk if i’ll play on thatsorry not sorry ~Admin 404

*YOOSUNG:

           -Knows nothing about cars, new or old

           -But he’s seen you and Saeyoung talk about some of hiscars and you seemed so passionate about it!

           -He really just wanted to impress you, and like the samethings as you!

           -So he literally pulls out a random car manual when youcome around the next time

           -“Ah, I see! That’s a really nice looking….trans…mission. And wow would you look at those… uh… *Brings book closerto face* …windshield wipers.”

           - yoosung what even

           -“I’m sorry!! You just look really happy when youtalk about cars with Saeyoung and I just thought maybe you’d like me more if Iknew cars but I really have no interest in them at all! Look at how complicatedthey are!! WHAT DOES A TRANSMISSION EVEN DO???”

           -He throws the book down onto the table, his facefollowing close behind it

           -You run your hand through his hair and when you laugh heshoots his head back up to look at you

           -“Yoosung, you don’t have to be into cars like I amfor me to like you?? Just be yourself, ya big dork! I like you for youranimal-loving, LOLOL-playing self

*ZEN:

           -You’re into cars??? He’s into bikes!!!

           -While he thought that would be amazing, he was wrong

           -The two of you have very strong feelings on which isbetter

           -“Just try driving my car once! ONCE! It’ll befine!”

           -“FINE, MC, FINE, BUT YOU CAN BET THAT I WON’T LIKEIT”

           -So he tried driving your car in an empty parking lot. Hekilled it. Multiple times

           -“You need to SHIFT” “I TRIED. I’M HITTINGTHE PEDAL. IT ISN’T DOING IT” “YOU GOTTA PUSH THAT IN AND CHANGE GEARS WHAT THE HELL ZEN”

           -He doesn’t like it

           -Prefers the two of you take his bike instead unlessyou’re driving the car

           -“But MC! You look really hot on my bike! Are yousure you want to take the car? What do you mean you love the car? But not asmuch as me though, right? Right?? MC!”

*JAEHEE:

           -Here’s the extent of Jaehee’s car knowledge: Somethingfeels wrong with car –> Take car to auto shop

           -Okay I’m not giving her enough credit, I’m sure sheknows how to change her oil and at least how to change a tire

           -When the two of you are talking about interests and youmentioned cars, she’s internally cheering

           -SOMEONE WHO CAN FIX MY CAR WITHOUT ME HAVING TO GO THESHOP, THANK YOU LORD, AMEN

           -She really likes learning though, so she asks you tohelp her learn different aspects of the engine, and how to do a few quick fixes

           -Watched you change one of her headlights once and spenthours trying to change the other one on her own

           -Denied all offers for help, she wanted to LEARN on herOWN, GET AWAY FROM ME MC

           -Once she got it, you praised her like crazy and she feltgreat?? Like she learned how to fix something and you’re giving her all thisrecognition and just, it’s an amazing feeling

           -Always out there to help you fix something, one time shebrought a notepad and some pens and took notes

           - shes so cute omg

*JUMIN:

           -“MC, get in your car. I have a date planned for us-I’ll drive”

           -“Stay the fuck away from of my car”

           -He’ll try to buy you literally ANY car you want

           -Old, new, restored, a fixer-upper, whatever you want

           -Pouts every time you won’t let him drive them though

           -“I’m a great driver, MC” “I’VE SEEN WHATYOU’VE DONE TO SAEYOUNG’S CARS. STAY AWAY FROM MY BABIES”

           -So he tries to spoil you with the newest and coolest carparts

           -That new engine you’ve been eyeing? He’ll get it foryou. Fuck, he’ll get you SEVEN of them

           -He actually really admires your love for cars though??Like he lowkey wishes he knew how to do something so hands-on and mechanical

           -When you’re under one of your cars on a dolly (and he’ssure that you won’t get hurt), he’ll push the dolly out from under the otherside of the car and pretend he didn’t see you there and practically bug you forattention because you’ve been under there all day

*SAEYOUNG:

           -CAR-LOVIN’ POWER (STEERING) COUPLE

           -The first time he sent a photo of his babies to you, youfreaked out

           -You started naming them, spitting out their stats leftand right, ranking which one you thought was the best and which one wasn’t asgood as the rest

           -HE’S IN LOVE AND HE’S NEVER BEEN SO SURE IN HIS LIFE

           -The two of you go for rides at least once a day

           -The two of you are always spoiling them. Always buying aton of accessories, washing them- he’s caught you hugging some of them lovinglyonce totally did not join you

           -Saeran has found the two of you sleeping in a few ofthem sometimes

           -Y'all communicate by honking sometimes. Completelypisses Saeran off. Then the two of you just honk every time he tries to tellyou off. Saeyoung thinks it’s the funniest thing but his brother vows to getback at the two of you

           -“Let’s take this one today!” “Are youkidding???? No!! This one needs more love!” “SHIT YOU’RE RIGHT”

           -He seriously has to get you your own garage down theroad though because your love for cars rivals his

*V:

           -Your passion is what really gets him in all honesty

           -The way your face lights up, the sparkle in your eyes,he just loves it all so much, MC

           -ALSO LOVES THE AESTHETIC BEAUTY OF ALL YOUR OLD CARS???MC WHAT, THESE ARE BEAUTIFUL

           -“Pose on top of that car”

           -“You want me to what?”

           -He takes amazing photos of your babies so you can framethem and show them off (when you aren’t driving them)

           -But he also takes those sexy car model-type photos ofyou and the cars so he can keep them for himself

           -What did you expect MC? You’re amazing, and so are yourcars, he wants the two to intermingle

           -Also has tons of photos of you with a dirty face afterworking on your babies because you’re just! So! Cute!

           -He’ll put the camera down to help you every now and thenthough! You want a wrench! He’ll hand it to you! v sweetheart that’s thewrong tool, i need that one. no not that one. yes that one. no not that size

*SAERAN:

           -Oh no

           -You’ve got a car obsession like his brother? Shit.

           -He’s been sucked into races between you and his brotherand he hATES THE BOTH OF YOU

           -“MC WHAT ARE YOU DOING SLOW DOWN! IS THAT SAEYOUNG?*Leans out of window and flips him off* STOP TRYING TO RACE MY MC YOU FUCKINGIDIOT”

           - says he hates the both of you for racing but theadrenaline rush actually hits him pretty hard, he likes it

           -There have been times that he has to physically pry youoff of your car because you’ve been clinging to it

           -If you’re working on something under the hood, he’llmess with you by honking the horn

           -“IT WASN’T ME. Maybe you touched something!! Don’tfuck up the car!” you lil bitch i know i didn’t touch anything

           -He does admit that some of the classic cars are hisfavourite to look at. Like a 1967 Chevy Impala? BEAUTIFUL. 1971 PontiacFirebird Trans Am? Y E S

           - mc lets fuck in every single one of your backseats

[itsworn]

What’s an Autocar? We Look at This Example From Vanderhall

Most things built to eat up mile markers are meant to be more than a conveyance to get us down the road with urgent promptitude. They are built for the rapid pursuit of pure joy. For upstart American manufacturer Vanderhall Motor Works, the fun factor was up on the drawing board from day 1.

After some five years of development and wheelbarrows of cash, Vanderhall brought three models to market in 2015: the Laguna, Laguna Sport Premium, and the posh Laguna Bespoke Motoring Experience, a mouthful of a marque that’s officially tagged as “sold out” on the company’s website. For 2017, the Provo, Utah–based maker rolled out the Venice, fitted with sleek ABS bodywork sitting on a mono aluminum frame. Priced at $29,950, it’s competitive with other autocycles on the market, such as the Polaris Slingshot. One might call it the factory’s entry-level hot rod.

Autocycles are loosely defined as three-wheeled, enclosed vehicles—a crossbreed between car and motorcycle. The National Highway Traffic Safety Administration classifies them as motorcycles, but states differ on regulations. To casual observers, if it has a steering wheel and side-by-side seats, it’s a car (no matter how many wheels). Perception, however, is not the law.

All Vanderhalls share the same driveline: a Chevy 16-valve, 1.4L turbo usually found in the Cruze and Sonic and matched with Chevy’s surprisingly sure and smooth-shifting six-speed 6T40 automatic transmission. The Venice offers a dealer-installed bump shifter option for $995, included with my test mule. The automatic torque converter allowed for clutch-less hand shifting, which I preferred around town. The engine likes to spin over 2,000 rpm and tends to lug at low speeds in automatic mode. Like a motorcycle in city riding, the Venice mill is better in a gear lower than it would choose for itself for quicker acceleration.

The engine size doesn’t sound impressive or inspire images of a mighty, snarling beast. After all, it’s smaller than many motorcycle engines. But as a result of some secret in-house tweaking and tuning, this powerplant has the deep-down grunt and go that makes the Venice a hedonistic pleasure. The trike makes a claimed 180 hp at 4,950 rpm and 185 lb-ft of torque at 2,450 rpm. For a vehicle weighing in at a slight belt notch below 1,400 pounds, it has a power-to-weight ratio that translates to a nice shot of adrenaline. The Venice gets about 30 mpg in combined driving, and its 9-gallon fuel tank gives it all the range you’ll want before refueling.

The company claims 0–60 will happen in 4.5 seconds, which would smoke most things that come with a steering wheel—and it costs less than $30K. Riding sans stopwatch, I can faithfully report the Venice has got some serious giddy-up. Fast off the line, its roll-on power is even more impressive—the kind of go needed to swiftly pass anything moving at legal speeds and accelerate with aplomb from onramps. When riding/driving things built for speed, quick acceleration is a safety feature—in the right hands. The tach has no redline, but factory specs put it at 6,500 rpm—good to know when in standard shift mode. Top end is a claimed 140 mph. In a vehicle that rides less than 6 inches off the tarmac, even half that speed feels like you’re straddling a missile. Add a couple of wings, and the Venice might depart the planet.

Like most production trikes, early Vanderhall experimental models used motorcycle engines. According to Dan Boyer, director of sales and marketing, those proved to be lacking the desired torque and electrical output. Vanderhall eventually went with the GM transverse, inline-four, front-wheel-drive engine, which checked the rest of their power boxes.

The Vanderhall’s aesthetics are based very loosely on a 1960 Formula 1 car. I got enthusiastic thumbs-up from plaid-shirted guys in pickups; leathery, hardcore bikers; quaffed and polished sports-car snobs; smiling pedestrians in miniskirts; and weirdos on bicycles. The whir and hiss of the turbo and autocycle’s vintage stance had my passenger describe the Venice as “steampunky.”

I’ve ridden most every type of two- or three-wheeled contraption, and most take some getting used to, while some behave so counterintuitively they defy good sense and maybe physics. Some were a dream to ride—others a nightmare. I was prepared for a significant learning curve when I first lowered myself into the door-less Venice.

It’s an awkward entrance that will have you reaching for something to hold on to. The only thing to grab is the windshield, which will crack if you pull down on it. I was very mindful of this, keeping all appendages away from the glass while still trying to get into the bucket seat. It would be helpful if proper lodge and dislodge from the cockpit was diagrammed in the owner’s manual, which is a downloadable document that begins with “The Vanderhall Venice is NOT a car,” but no such luck.

The Venice instantly fired to life with a low, deep grumble. Modifying or upgrading the pipes immediately came to mind, but then again, I like it loud and growly. The shifter sequence takes you from Park to Reverse, Neutral, Drive, and all the way back and down for standard mode. That’s where the shiny, silver knob on the driver-side panel (where a door would be) comes into play. The panel serves nicely as an armrest, with the shifter knob poking up exactly where my hand found comfort. Initially, I kept it in automatic.

Any trepidation about the how the Venice would handle vanished almost instantly. There was no learning curve. The front-wheel drive pulls it through turns effortlessly; add electronic-assist, rack-and-pinion power steering, nicely engineered front-to-rear weight distribution, a well-matched suspension, excellent brakes, and that peppy turbo, and you have a machine that performs beyond expectations. A cabin heater, plus heated seats, helps everyone stay comfy when it gets cool. LED headlights, brake lights, turn signals, hazard lights, power port, and a Bluetooth-connectable, loud-and-clear-as-hell, 600-watt sound system round out the civilized bits.

The dash-mounted clock will soon be replaced by a more relevant temperature gauge, according to Boyer. The dash includes a row of old-school toggle switches for things like cruise-control activation and cruise-speed control.

The Venice is not without some drawbacks. Besides needing yogi skills to get in and out of the vehicle, the cockpit is cramped, the seats are thin with no lumbar support, and if you are thick and/or broad, you will find hard bits poking you here and there. Legroom, however, is ample, but “width room” could use a few more inches. There is an unconfirmed story that CEO Stephen Hall had the Vanderhall built around his 6-foot, 6-inch frame, which makes sense after you climb into one. If you’re less than 5 feet 10 inches tall, give or take, you’re looking through the windshield—not over it like most motorcycle shields. There are no windshield wipers, so expect blurriness going in the rain unless you’re tall enough to look over the shield. Engine checks and maintenance begin with removing the hood via four bolts per side, a somewhat daunting chore that will likely add time between fluid checks. A hinged hood would add 65 pounds, said Boyer, a weight gain the company would like to avoid.

If caught in a downpour, the cockpit could turn into a bathtub. Boyer points out that there are two drain holes, and the carpeting is marine grade, but he also recommends the Venice not be ridden in the rain, which makes the Vanderhall model names all the more appropriate. Meanwhile, the company is developing different types and sizes of covers. Storage is about enough for a pizza and a six-pack (or two); Vanderhall is working on some options for that, as well.

The seat is just 12 inches or so off the ground, which allowed me to experience the road as I never had before. The Venice’s height makes it harder for the pilot to see around corners—and be seen. Observers compared it to vintage MGs and Morgan 3 Wheelers. This just comes with the territory in asphalt-hugging, power-sport things that go fast. It’s not always going to be comfortable, and some brass is required, which some enthusiasts on the fringe (probably me) consider good fun. The open cockpit and low-slung profile don’t detract from the insouciant experience, regardless of the element of danger. This just adds to the Venice’s unique signature and charisma.

My passenger offered this take, “I loved how children responded to it, that they were absolutely riveted as they pressed their little faces to car windows, or boys pouring out of a shop, bouncing around it like George Jetson just pulled up.”

The Venice comes in metallic black, pearl white, and metallic gray. Vanderhall is still developing its dealer network. For more information and to find a dealer, visit VanderhallUSA.com or call 949/420.9007.

Tech Notes

Make: Vanderhall Model: Venice Doors: NA Seats: 2 Body construction: ABS composite Interior material: V-Tex Black Exterior colors: Metallic black, metallic gray, or pearl white Model Year: 2017 Place of manufacture: Provo, Utah

Standard Equipment Convenience: Heated seats, heat duel-vent system Safety: ABS, traction control, brake assist, steering assist, rollbar Interior: V-Tex Black Audio: Bluetooth-connectable, 600-watt sound system Lighting: LED (headlights, turn signals, brake lights)

Engine Location: Front Alignment: Transverse Manufacturer: General Motors Engine code: LUV Cylinders: 4 Configuration: Inline Displacement: 1.4L Valves: 16 Bore/stroke: 72.0 by 82.6mm Bore center: 78 mm Compression: 9.5:1 Cam design: Hollow, cast-iron Redline: 6,500 rpm Aspiration: Turbocharging Compressor: Axial Horsepower: 180 at 4,950 rpm Torque: 185 at 2,450 rpm Block: Cast-iron Sump design: Wet Fuel supply: Multi-port injectors Fuel: Premium-unleaded Catalytic converter: Yes

Transmission Type: 6T40 (Mh8) Gears: 6 Wheel drive: Front Top gear ratio: .75 Clutch: Automatic torque converter Final gear ratio: 3.87

Performance 0–60 mph: 4.5 seconds Top speed: 140 mph Lateral cornering stability: .95 Power-to-weight ratio: 8.6

Chassis Suspension: Pushrod, Vanderhall coilover hydraulic shocks (front); single-sided swing arm, coilover hydraulic shock (rear) Base wheels:18×8.5-inch (front); 18×10.5-inch (rear) Base tires: 225/40/18 (front); 285/35/18 (rear) Brake calipers: Single-piston (front and rear) Brake rotor: 305mm (front); 275mm (rear) Steering: Rack-and-pinion, electronic assist

Bodywork Bodywork Designer: Vanderhall Design Base platform: Vanderhall mono aluminum Number of doors: NA Bodywork material: composite Cargo capacity: 2,400 ci

DIMENSIONS, WEIGHT, and CAPACITIES Length:144 inches Overall width: 68 inches Track, front: 60 inches Height: 44 inches Wheelbase: 100.4 inches Weight distribution: 70/30 Ground clearance: 4.5 inches Dry weight: 1,375 pounds Curb weight: 1,475 pounds Load capacity: 500 pounds Gross weight: 1,975 pounds Fuel capacity: 9 gallons

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