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Thursday, October 16, 2003

Where the rubber meets the road

I have tasted air-bag powder, and it is bitter. I have heard the air-bag explode open, it is like a shotgun next to your head. Air bags abrade the skin and can sprain fingers inadvertently caught by the bag or its door. The deer died. Nighttime in Stevens County and the deer are lying in wait by the... Sign in to see full entry.

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