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My thoughts stumble as I watch them lean into the apex Thrust against chicanes Bank on that complex compound that soft encouraging lip all the while keeping eyes fixed on the leader point of blind curves exit and roll on.

Dovina 20-Jun-05/5:42 PM
In the place I used to work we built spirals into the plans - those transitions to real curves wherein the wheel can easily adjust by a half-stoned arm, and after several such easings, drivers become chicaned to expect them. Just thought you'd like to know who to blame and how ironic the victory.




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