Instead, he offered them to be put on the MA Bip so they would be freely available to anyone that wanted to get an idea of what to expect starting out in our hobby. I did it, so it must be my fault. Nevada jackrabbits learned to hide that winter. Soon as I got comfortable at that, I packed up and moved to Missouri. Now, I'm trying to move up to the 1810-1830 era.
Old habits are hard to break.
I have no respect for a man that can only spell a word one way. I thought I could get away without putting anything new in this section, but it seems that a reader actually noticed. It's spring and the weather has been fantastic for day trips. I'm working on walking down to the corner of the yard and back without huffing and puffing, myself. Next, I'll try carrying a load, like a cup of coffee and a donut.