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GringoSalado

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  1. Yes but the ban (of high cap magazines) didn't work in this case did it?
  2. Yes but the ban (of high cap magazines) didn't work in this case did it? Meanwhile a bunch of otherwise law-abiding people are now instant criminals because they have the wrong kind of pistol magazine. So your response to that law being totally ineffectual is to pass another one (or ten)? From that perspective it doesn't seem like you particularly care about this murder as much as you are excited about making more firearms owners into criminals for no good reason.
  3. That is a good year for that truck but yeah, if it were me I'd try and find a 6 speed. The older New Venture 6 speeds had issues (in powerstrokes also), but the later G56 (2005 +??) is/was a good transmission. All that said I don't have any personal experience w/ the Dodge auto, so if it was a good deal I suppose you could talk me into it, especially at such low mileage. I haven't shopped for those in a while so I'm not sure if $21k is fair or not, but I've seen worse (more expensive).
  4. Our old large animal vet, now retired, is a food safety nazi. I can't take him anywhere. I'm sure he'd kill it as a food safety inspector.
  5. Depends on your fat chola game.
  6. I question their accounting. Attendance has been horrible. Although I suppose I could be convinced it is less horrible than last year.
  7. Selling the old ranch dozer in Texoma if any of the surly elite needs a tractor
  8. Posted this on the scat site, but I met this guy at the Sun Bowl, good dude. Hope these show up
  9. I've seen it growing wild on the Dismal river in NE.
  10. I'm 1/16th* and I have no opinion on this matter. *Q: What is a New Mexican? A: An Okie that ran out of gas on his way to California.
  11. NMSU has a legit rodeo team and a huge campus (900 acres) with lots of kick ass facilities (arenas, fields, greenhouses). Real aggies vs aggy. Buy they do suck at football.
  12. Best friend in HS was a Menchaca, so I always wondered about the spelling. They should go with the phonetic "Man Shack"
  13. Told this story on the scat site... Some years ago I took up road racing (like on crotch-rockets) with some friends of mine. Buddy sold me his track bike, a CBR900. That model came with an uncommon front wheel size, but was a great track bike otherwise, so it was very common to swap the front end from a GSXR750, which my friend had done. The decision that almost killed me was to buy, and start racing, this bike but temporarily leave it in the care of my buddy. So I hadn't yet possessed the bike, done the maintenance on it, anything like that. So I didn't notice that one front brake line (these bikes have dual brake calipers, one on each side of the wheel) was rubbing the tire, but only when the forks were very compressed. Of course the forks compress quite a bit every time you get hard on the brakes, but at rest the brake lines looked fine and were routed where they should be. The track we rode at had one long straight, at my skill level I was typically at about 135 mph when I hit my braking point at the end of that straight. During my third or fourth ever track day I grabbed a big handful of front brake at the end of the front straight, going about 135, and the lever goes all the way to the grip with zero resistance. I have no brakes. None at all. Right at that moment I was sure I was going to die. Obviously I didn't, I just went off the track into the mesquite and sagebrush going 135 mph (another life saver was this track had tons of run off and no barriers of any kind unlike many similar facilities where I would have t-boned a concrete barrier). Maybe years of off road racing and riding helped, I don't know, but I stayed with it until I was down to about 20 mph or so, the suspension bottoming so violently I heard metal-on-metal clanks, at which point I just deliriously let go of the bike in a swan-dive like motion. I pick everything up and make my way back to the pits where everybody is waiting for me. Oddly, or not, I could hardly contain my laughter and kept breaking out in a teen-girl giggle every few seconds. Enjoyed about 30 minutes worth of adrenaline-serenity, or something, because I didn't die. that's all I got edit to add: rear brakes on these bikes don't do much but I did hit it (and had the presence of mind to downshift like crazy), and it should be obvious that point of failure was the tire eventually rubbed a hole in the brake line.
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