here are a couple of hints, I started driving when I was 9, truck and tractor, on the farm. I started driving my own car to school at 13. we used to take our loaded rifles to school and put them in the cloak room so we could go shooting after school. on 4th of july we shot rockets out of a rain gutter off the front fence bigger then the ones shot a Isrial today. no air soft or paint ball, we had BB gun fights and some guys had the pump up kind. roman candle fights in our cars, thats just for starters.there were no drugs. fights were one on one. and the pricipal paddled both of us no matter how big or old we were. wife beaters and those who got way out of hand were handled by commitee if you know what I mean. the local cop (my dad) could give you a ticket, or more then likely just call your dad. THE REAL AMERICA, not the amerika of today. And I miss it terably.
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