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OOM with Charlie
Jul. 10th, 2014 06:50 pm{From here}
She smiles and takes him hand, leading him through the door. On the other side is pretty ordinary storage room, full of car parts and tool boxes. “I wasn’t sure where to start but then I thought I should show you where I work. Or at least where part of my work is.”
Through the next door is the massive concrete and glass bunker of the Thunderhead race-track pits. She walks over to a shining black and yellow vehicle, almost too slick to be called a car. “This is the Shooting Star. My pride and joy.”
She smiles and takes him hand, leading him through the door. On the other side is pretty ordinary storage room, full of car parts and tool boxes. “I wasn’t sure where to start but then I thought I should show you where I work. Or at least where part of my work is.”
Through the next door is the massive concrete and glass bunker of the Thunderhead race-track pits. She walks over to a shining black and yellow vehicle, almost too slick to be called a car. “This is the Shooting Star. My pride and joy.”
