I did not go to Prescott because I do not trust the fuel delivery. She sputtered twice while driving home just from the pavilions.
I think I may get a new carb.
The only classic car was my Duster. Lots of people came to look at my car and ignored, what one guy called the M&Ms,
One guy that thought he was older than me said all the young kids with their new cars were in the north parking lot. The south had less than 10 cars when I got there, around 6pm. When all the new cars showed up, I left
