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I had just purchased my B&B the day before and was taking it home across southern Kansas on hwy 160. The brakes were spongy and weak with the little 8" mustang II rotors. I came over a hill where a great pyrenees was standing in the road. I put the pedal to the floor and stopped probably 5 feet from him. He just looked at me the whole time then casually walked off of the road. I have better brakes now.
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I believe that any man's finest hour, his greatest fulfillment of all he holds dear, is the moment when he has worked his heart out in a good cause and lies exhausted on the field of battle - victorious.
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