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This one is stolen from inthrees, the patron saint of IIS and active member of the pen forums.

My dad had a Triumph TR3 when I was really little, and he was always tinkering with it. I don’t know the details, but I assume he had a friend who owned or worked at a large garage, because this memory takes place in one that was very large well equipped. I knew what soda was, I just never got to have any. Imagine my 4 or 5 year old delight when I saw a can of coke sitting on a workbench, and there was noone near me to stop me from taking it. I learned that day that random coke cans can hold more than just soda, and that used chewing tobacco tastes fucking nasty.

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