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Some clever persons row of inuksuit spotted on Whidbey Island by Tacoma Bureau
Chief Mary Ellen. (The Tomaso Collection)
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As who's Parade will No Fenders Rain upon Now?
Ironically, having just posted thou 4,000th
Post here on No Fenders a Fortnight ago, on Thursday June 20th. Just hours
prior to Summer Solstice, I found Thyself simply running outta Steam for
conjuring up Oh, So Delectable Stories for your Reading Pleasure.
"Working at
Perfect
Got Me Down on My
Knees
success to Failure
Just a Matter of
Degrees..."
VIDEO: Geddy Lee - Working at Perfect Song
As Y'all know the Drill here, Righto? When
your Humble No Fenders Scribe Tomaso becomes lethargic whilst Time Screams
By... Feeling completely KNackered as Good 'Ol Darren "Dangermouse"
Manning would say; Hya!
As it's really
hard to believe it's already 12 years now since I met Darren Manning at
McGilverie's in Speedway, Indiana at one of Don Kay's 'lil 'Ol autosport Radio
shows...
Hence I'm foregoing my typical witty No
Fenders Homily to thoust Mack Daddy El Stupidio BOOM-BOOM ANNOYING! Holiday 'O
Thee Year!
Thus I found it quite Apropos, with more
Salty Sea Foam tickling thoust Shores 'O Synchronicity here upon Nofendersville
when beginning in earnest to unpack my cherished Diecast Collection into its
Garage. A now well traveled IKEA Bookcase utilized as Thy
"Supersized" 1:18 Display Case appropriately at the beginning of Thee
Month 'O May.
As the thought struck Mwah after having
listened to 'Ol superTex opine upon the Speed Freaks how He feels when May
rolls around each year...
Although I wasn't aware of it when beginning,
that I'd accidently placed the first two cars on "floor no. 6" in
reversed order when trying to replicate how they'd appeared in Thar Garage
spaces previously, preferring to work from top to bottom.
But when I got down to the row of Ferrari's
on Floor 2. Hey, doesn't everybody "Own" a fleet of rosso Prancing
Horses?
Somehow I'd inadvertently labeled them incorrectly,
but was Amused to note that I could tell it weren't one of my All-time
Favourite Ferrari's, thou legendous F40. But instead it must be the
"Magnum PI" 328 GTB instead simply by feel as I lightly ran my
fingers over the tissue paper wrapped vehicle in Questione.
As this unique method 'O discovery; Uhm, have
I mentioned I'm Blind lately? Made me immediately recollect some Wisenheimer'
pulling thoust Chain last Fall at the Rods 'N Rhodies Car show, telling me his
Oh, So Clever rendition of A Scent of A Woman, which I've previously regaled
Y'all in the following No Fenders tome.
And even funnier yet, when attempting to
place my '97 Dodge Viper GTS/R racecar in its Grid Spot; Err parking stall, I
was surprised to discover that it's front engine cover; Err Bloody Bonnet! Is
completely removable, which I'd never known in the some two decades I've owned
said vehicle; aye Karumba!
Lamenting if I'd been able to position it's
hood back on correctly, or was it now lying crooked? And would anybody be able
to notice this indiscretion?
Or worse yet, after carefully handling some
twenty-plus 1:18 Diecasts with a cloth rag in hand to protect against
fingerprints, I managed to dislodge the passenger side mirror off of that very
same Kyosho Ferrari 328 GTB and was pretty Bummed over this! For which
Thankfully, Florencian F1 Spotter Jeannie repaired for Mwah!
Along with asking me if I knew that a Black
'N White Mustang, a 1969 BOSS 302 No less was pointing nose-in, with its
Hindquarters jutting out vs. the other assorted Mustangs facing forward's. Then
asking me, Do you want me to fix that for you?
While I'll
rightly catch Bloody Hell if I Don't Acknowledge Tacoma Bureau Chief Mary
Ellen's Mega' efforts in getting me Moved, from start to finish. Including diligently
packing and transporting All of my precious Artwork, along with securing
Storage lockers for temporary moving and overseeing my entire move! Along with
subsequently helping me unpack everythingy in thou garage, including All of my
precious Diecast models...
As I've just got eight more Diecasts to park
back in Thee Garage on Thar respective level's, with Floor 5 completely empty
and Floor's 2 & 4 having one empty parking stall apiece. For which
hopefully the Garage will be Full by the time this story Rolls Out, as I should
be parking thou last of my GT 40's right about now...
HURRAH! It's Done!
Although magically my "Pinky" finger discerned that either the tow
strap, or the strap to secure the Bloody Bonnet on Thy Gold No. 5 Holman &
Moody GT 40 Mk II has become Dislodged! For which I'll just say it's now
looking a Wee Bitamyte' race worn, Eh?
Meanwhile, Arizona Bureau Chief Snowbyrd MJ'
visited once again, and continued putting up thou Artwork for Mwah. As it seems
a Wee Bitamyte' Karmic that 19yrs after purchasing a Nicholas Watts Monaco
Ferrari F1 collage autographed by DER TERMINATOR', nee Michael Schumacher replete
with Double Ought' - none other than at Portland International Raceway, was
being affixed to my "Bungalow-by-the-Sea's" walls.
For which I'm totally unsure why, but
Michael's current Sleeping status somehow caused me to become quite entranced
upon wanting to know the outcome of Car and Driver's Contributing Writer Davey
G. Johnson's whereabouts, having learned about his Disappearance when scouring
the Magazine's June Online contents via my NFB Newsline for The Blind telephone
service.
As ironically I'd previously heard the Headline in
Oregon's The Register Guard about how Drowning rise during Summer and to take
precaution, also when perusing my Daily Newsline News Feeds. And then last
night hearing about a prominent Football; err Soccer player succumbing in Lake
Como...
As I immediately knew his name from only
having had "My Gal" Lucy', My ARSE-STEAMED Screen Reader read me one
of his stories some two years ago, since it was in a Digital Format that could
be read via Screen Reader, for which I believe everything should be for those
of us Blind or Visually Impaired, who are Denied the pleasures 'O reading
Books, especially of Motor Racing tomes...
Alas, Davey's story stood out like a tall
Douglas Fir in a forest of Deciduous Pines when accidently finding it upon my
Newsline's Car and Driver Magazine option, which I suppose is also somewhat
ironic that it was about his riding his Moto Guzzi to the Wreck Site of a
Downed U2 Spy-plane, and the Death of one of its pilot's...
As Davey's writing was refreshing for its
difference vs. the myriad 'O Cookie Cutter automobile Previews, Test Drives et
Al. Not to mention having an enjoyable writing style for which I only wish I'd
have been able to read; Err listen to more of his work.
Yet sadly, Davey's
Body was found after having been missing for over two weeks in what is presumed
to have been an Accidental Drowning...
Partial Song lyrics from: Geddy Lee
Song: Working at Perfect
Album: My Favourite Headache
Year: 2000
