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About MR_RODSQUAD : Hello! Since you are reading this, I guess I can tell you some stuff about me. I love to talk about cars(everything about a certain car), I hate people that only know about Bugatti, Ferrari, and Lamborghini. I hate driving an automatic since I know how to drive a manual. My favorite car is the Lamborghini Gallardo LP570-4 Super Trofeo Stradale. I am a die hard gun fanatic. I do not agree with the ban on assault rifles, that's just stupid TO ME. My grandpa gave me his M1911 45 ACP he used in Vietnam. I fly aircraft, I currently fly a Cessna 172s and a Beechcraft King Air 350. Currently working on my solo. Well that's enough of me, if you ever try to send me a message, I won't know because I'm on the Itouch. So yeah BYE!
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Friday 26 September 2014