Foreverslow
Super Anarchist
You're clear, ready for a beer?
What fuckwits do you go out that you need to give them directions?
What fuckwits do you go out that you need to give them directions?
mine compliant .Old story. Running a big race boat in the 80s in Hawaii in the Ala Wai harbor, always bow-to. Some of my unmentionable Clipper Cup crew bought a truck reverse alarm, and wired it up with a microswitch to the Morse reverse lever. Hugely embarrassing, and loads of laughter from near and far.