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When you ''buy'' a bottle, it is really a lifetime lease. I've seen folks argue and want "their" bottles filled, but it doesn't work that way. Trading for a full one is the way to go, or you would be waiting for a few days because few of the supply places actually fill bottles.
Another thing, if you buy bottles from a private party, make sure you get their paperwork. If you can't show paperwork where someone bought the bottles, they are pretty much scrap iron.
I was wondering how that worked. I talked to a guy at a local welding supply place and he kinda sounded like I would have the same bottles every time. Maybe he was just trying to push the lease over me owning my own bottles.
Morning gentlemen, ran through some thunderstorms in Springdale on my way home last evening. One of those pouring on one side of the street/dry on the other type of storms. At least I managed to get all the bugs off the kill board (windshield) with the wipers before the rain quit.
Originally Posted by tojoski
I'm takin my boat out on the lake today, wish me luck.
Good luck Joe. Are you taking a bottle of bubbly for the launch?
Just saw a commercial for the Cadillac CTS. The narrator was talking about how "at 190 mph the wind will literally lift the wiper blades off the windshield". I'm thinking (A)who drives a car 190 mph outside of a racetrack? and (B) at 190...I think wipers lifting off the windshield would be the least of your problems. But then I drive a SuperDuty...and we're governed to 98 mph from the factory; and there aren't Z rated tires "in my size".
Originally Posted by mudder460
Getting excited here, about 3ish weeks left! Ready to get back home!
My cousin just got back to the states Thursday from Afghanistan. I know exactly how you feel after talking to him on the phone the other day.
It felt great to get her up on the interstate coming home from the body shop. Almost forgot how much power this road monster makes. I know the Prius behind me was cussing me when I cleared the "carbon" out of exhaust pipe. But that's what he gets for trying to "push me" down the road.