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Oh man
This reminds me of when I hit a bank in a 1973 vette .. it was some ice that a 17 y/o didn't think about. Mom took my boat to work snowy morning in KC in the afternoon the only car at home was Mom's or the Vette it was warm and "most" of the snow and Ice had melted, except under the covered bank. Thats the day I learned the sound of cracking fiberglass. The picture above made me remember the spectacle and embarrassment.
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