I don't know what it is about this car, but if you've ever sat in one of these, you'd know what I mean when I say this is a cool car. It has a really high dash, no fancy bits and so much space in the engine bay, I could probably put a camping chair in there while I'm working on the engine. I love the fastback style, retro, cool, different. Reminds me a little bit of the newer coupes with a nice sweep right from the front of the Datsun , all the way to the liftback . What really got me into this little car was it's individuality....people were raising these little cars rather than lowering them, they were kitted out in all sorts of weird mags and the one I owned for a brief period probably had more bog than metal by the time I drove it to the wreckers. Still, this car is unique, it's tiny engine simple and unfussy, no power, no air con, just pure 70s drivin ...
So recently I started reviewing items that I have purchased from eBay; you know, simple things like smartphone screen covers and cheap watches and a bunch of other stuff that I have needed and have been able to wait patiently for sometimes over a month to receive. I am going to start posting those things which I think are worthy of your dollars and I'm going to start with this oxymeter/oximeter (depending on how you prefer to spell it). Here is the review: I paid $25.95 on eBay, but I see that they are actually available at Amazon for under $25 (and free shipping if you buy something else and the total is over $35). If you've ever needed one of these and can wait a little while for delivery, Amazon might be the way to go.
Hello all, I am about to attempt the hardest, most challenging and most complex written piece in my existence. Yes, it's going to be even harder than composing that intricate essay about the complexities of authoritarian versus facilitating approaches in the context of 21st century educational leadership. It's even going to be harder than writing that poem for my wedding speech. But I must do it. It has to be done. It will be done. Quite a while ago I started riding motorcycles. I was in my mid 20s and up until that point in my life, I had never ridden. My mum, as beautiful and wonderful that she is, would never let me ride a bike while I was little (you know, seventeen-ish little) and if she had her way today, she'd stop me in a second. But she doesn't, because that's how awesome she is. Against the wishes of everyone around me, it would have appeared that one day I just decided to ride and that was that. But this is not so. As I was growing up, sneakily and ...
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