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Yeah, until you drive it somewhere and some Camaro tard kicks your fender in. I saw that in Vegas on a very nice GT500 during the Mustang's 50th anniversary celebration.
Jerks everywhere... When I was a teen, I was a Mopar fan. I didn't get it from my dad, as he was a Chevy fan. He claimed to like Oldsmobile, but I noticed he never bought one, (maybe because he could not afford one?). Anyway, I had Mopar posters on my walls, and read everything I could about them from Hot Rod magazines (and Car Craft etc.) And would always kid Chevy fans, or Ford fans or whatever. However, even back then I didn't hate another make of car so much that I would kick in a fender or key the side of it. Today, I still call myself a Mopar fan, but as you know am driving a Ford truck. My brother (RIP) was a Ford fan through and through. And I bought my first Ford in 2006 which is when I started reading this forum. However, now I can appreciate all makes, Chevy, Ford, Mopar, GM, and even some foreign companies. Buick Regal GN is a favorite or mine. Pantera, Ferrari Testarossa (512TR is my favorite) Most late sixties, early seventies Mopars, like Roadrunner, Charger, "Cuda, Dusters. My favorite Mustang is the '71-73 style. I owned several A-body Mopars when I was younger. Two '71 340 Dusters, One '73 340 Duster, a '72 slant six Duster, a '73 slant six Dart, and a '68 318 Dart Swinger, along with a '71 318 Dart Swinger. Then there was the POS 1973 Duster I bought from a dealer on Whittier Blvd, (which was THE street to cruise back in the day) that turned out to be an ex -race car. It looked the part. Big N50x15 rear tires on 10-inch-wide American mags, chromed side pipes (that burn the legs of unsuspecting passengers exiting the vehicle) seven-inch snorkel hood scoop. It had a dinky 9-inch steering wheel, and a built 318. What it didn't have was a working power steering pump, and the rear end gears to complement the high lift cam. Turning that car at low speeds was an arm buster, and with the freeway gears it ran like a scalded dog from 60 to 100 mph, but off the line? Not a chance. I suspect the PO blew up the rear end gears on the track, and just put whatever rear end he had at the time, then sold it to the dealer. It was Petty blue (Ford calls it Grabber blue) with a black interior, and it had what Plymouth called the Space Saver package (IIRC) which meant the rear seat folded down so you could carry skis or fishing poles or whatever. The PO had covered the seatback and speaker/package tray area with light blue crushed velvet. The car looked awesome especially to a 19-year-old military kid who loved Mopars. Oh, I forgot the defining item. On the rear fenders was the word "Genesis" painted in two tone blue. However, it turned out to be the worst car I had ever owned (up until I bought a 1973 Charger SE with a 400 HP engine which would surpass it in mechanical problems). It was great for cruising the Blvd, but it was essentially a paper tiger until it got it up to freeway speeds.
Interestingly enough, except for the 2017 Charger RT that I never should have bought because I couldn't afford the payments, everything I have bought since 2006 has been a Ford. I don't count the Dodge Stratus as that was my brother's before he passed away. I just inherited it. If I didn't buy the Charger RT, I would still have it. But I would still need a pickup and I don't like the Ram pickup truck styles, so it would most likely be a Ford. I just wish I would have saved up more money to get a different year. But it is what it is, and the F150 is running fine now.
I went to Costco and got a chuck roll. Grass fed. It's supposed to be healthier. I really don't know what I'm doing. I just make it up as I go along. I tied it with string, and put it in the oven. It looks like roast beef. It taste like roast beef. No better or worse than something you get on a cruise ship or in a catering tent. It's edible.
In happier times, when nobody came over for a free meal, I would never make roast beef. It would have been impossible to eat so much meat by myself. Things have changed. For whatever reason, people show up at my house to eat. There was a televised event tonight. My little kitchen television was where people wanted to watch The Fight. The elephant and donkey spectacle, was like a sporting event. Cheering. Jeering. Heckling. Yelling at the screen. More exciting than last night's 9er's game. Siblings. Cousins. Their kids. Uncles. My Dad. One of my cousins called it "fake prime rib". The roast was tender, and had good flavor. Because of the size, it was cooked well towards the ends, with rare slices in the middle, so everyone got the piece that they wanted. Thin slices meant that there was plenty for everyone, and enough for people to take home. But it's a chuck roll. Not prime rib. It's a fake prime rib.
24k? I like them, but not THAT much. LOL. Besides, where would I put my mobility scooter? On the roof? When I got my settlement money, I looked for a Buick Regal Grand national. There was only one available at the time, and the person wanted 19k for it. I decided against it and chose to buy several cars instead of just owning one. I already had the Bronco, but I bought the F350 dually, and two Jaguars. Hindsight being 20/20 maybe I should have just bought the Buick.
Nope. That has been gone for a long time now. After the settlement money ran out and while waiting for the SSDI to be approved I ended up selling every vehicle I owned including the auto transport trailer. I couldn't make enough money doing the Uship transporting to live on, and had to wait for the 1st SSDI check to arrive. My bills did not stop, and I still needed to eat. So, I sold what I could. I was without a vehicle until I got approved for my VA disability and they sent me a back dated check for $1,900. That is what I used to buy the 1996 Thunderbird.
I went to Costco and got a chuck roll. Grass fed. It's supposed to be healthier. I really don't know what I'm doing. I just make it up as I go along. I tied it with string, and put it in the oven. It looks like roast beef. It taste like roast beef. No better or worse than something you get on a cruise ship or in a catering tent. It's edible.
Almost any cut of meat can be made better if you're willing to do the low-and-slow method. I presume things can go a bit faster if you can fit it in an Instant Pot.
Many people make stew. On The East Coast, Italians boil and shred tough meat for sandwiches. Jewish delis steam pastrami and brisket. Irish people boil corned beef. Chinese mince and steam.
The new trend is sous vide. Although I haven't invested in it, fearing that it's a passing fad. It reminds me of "oven bags", which nobody remembers.