There is something awesome lurking outside my apartment. I'm not sure what this thing is, or for what purpose it is used. Is it good? Is it evil? Is it remote controlled?
It doesn't matter. I must have it.
And the winds whispered, "Ritacco"
While we're looking at pictures, here's photographic evidence that I have an artery on my Achilles tendon.
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too much free time...
It has no driver,
Ritacco.
It has no fear,
Ritacco.
It makes men out of boys,
Ritacco.
essentially an offroad steam roller. makes those stones underneath very compact so a nice layer of concrete can be layed on top.
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