Once a busy trading post, now a national historic site. There was a shuttle to the fort from the parking lot, but it was too hot to leave Chico, so we peed and headed on.
…dealt in muscle cars, buying and fixing, then selling. I can’t remember his name but he worked days and was Chinese with a heavy accent. Was good at his job. Anyway, when I worked weekend days i would admire whatever car he was brokering. One day he came in to work in a Plymouth like this one. Way cool.
When I was still working, we had a guy who was built like a t-rex. He had a barrel chest and short arms, just like T. Sometimes behind his back the guys would refer to him as T-Rex and mock his short arms. Heartless bastards.
Very rarely have I seen legs this tattooed.