Tests...
Ski races, well kind of a little...
The days when my primary mode of transport was a motorcycle (no 4wd).
Deciding to toke Mikey fishing for the first time on the Ocean side, and leaving the sand eels and live eels in the back of my Escort for a week, only to get in the car a week later to find a very special smell.
Monoxidil.
Being married to the bride of Frankenstein!
Cathing my first pretty big striper with a freshwater Mitchell with no handle.
Hybrid Mode
