Dhj At 35

DHJ at 35 Taxi driver... Had two guys in the back seat plotting to rob him, so he opened it up to 75mph, and put it into a shuddering slide, Reefed on the handbrake, stalled it died, drew the crank-handle, 4 the attack they tried, and outed em with the crankhandle below the ear, and then he robbed them dear, and left em on the side, Dont play with johnson its suicide.... Don my dad enjoyed a stoush.... He was driving a 1948 Ford Mercury flat 8
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Duncan Avatar
February 23, 2015 at 12:32 AM
Interesting story :)
Allison Avatar
February 15, 2015 at 5:30 AM
Wow what an incredible tale:-) Hugs jan xx
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