But of course....:wink2
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Metalman Well-Known MemberLifetime Supporter
- Sep 29, 2009
- 7,688
- Ex-Owner (Retired) of a custom metal fab company.
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Metalman Well-Known MemberLifetime Supporter
- Sep 29, 2009
- 7,688
- Ex-Owner (Retired) of a custom metal fab company.
- Ratings:
- +7,960 / 1 / -0
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lotsie Club Coordinator
On straight roads it's all about the "S". In the twisties it's all about the nut behind the wheel
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Crashton Club Coordinator
I love my supercharged Justa S.
Truth be told if I ever buy an R56 it will be a Justa. Too many problems yet to be sorted out on the N18 Prince of an engine. If they sort all the issues out I may change my mind & buy a MINI with a snail under the hood. Until then I'll motor what I have with a smile on my face.
:idea: The S stands for snail or scroll....
One does not need a supercharger or a turbo to enjoy a MINI. I know a couple of folks with Justa's that can outrun an S. Maybe it is youthful exuberance & skill. -
Crashton Club Coordinator
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lotsie Club Coordinator
Mark -
Crashton Club Coordinator
Maybe he wasn't sayin fart.... :crazy:
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What is considered Old Fart, AARP membership?
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Metalman Well-Known MemberLifetime Supporter
- Sep 29, 2009
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Yeah.....
When you get your AARP membership in the mail, you know you have arrived. I tore mine up and burned all the little pieces.... Then the magazines started showing up.... Now I'm resigned to the fact that the reaper knows where I live. But... a quick drive in the MINI holds everything at bay.... At least for awhile. -
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Metalman Well-Known MemberLifetime Supporter
- Sep 29, 2009
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Yeah..... I just turned 60 this week. I can get away with using "I DON'T REMEMBER" (even when I do remember) a lot easier than I used to.
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I know exactly how it is... for some reason a few years ago, AARP thought I was my father for a while. It was a bit disconcerting to be getting multiple mailings a week from them at the ripe old age of 35.
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