Match your speed with the traffic with which you are merging, as you travel down the onramp.
Find a spot to merge into
Accelerate or decelerate to get in that spot
Using your turn signal to indicate your intention to merge, smoothly drift into moving traffic, again, keeping your spped matched with the speed of traffic.
Thatisall.
Shit, shit shit shit shit.
My gunsmith, and the guy from whom I learned more about guns than from any human, has finally retired. He’s sold his business.
I have one of his rifles- this one.
it is my pride and joy.
Harry is still doing gunsmithing, but on a smaller scale. And he’s no longer making barrels at all. I intend to visit him as soon as I can, now I’ve found this out.
Look, I imagine Harry would never have sold his business to anyone unless they were going to continue to make fine barrels- but the day of being able to buy a one of a kind rifle, lovingly created, rifled, chambered, fitted to the action, blued, and pillar bedded to an action, one rifle at a time, by one of the world’s old time fine gunsmiths- those days are gone. Forever. And they will never, ever return.
Damn.
Oh, for another McGowen rifle look here:
Son of a bitch.
I went out yesterday and voted.
In indiana, you have to declare your party to vote in the primary- but apparently you can re-declare each time.
So I went and voted in the primary, and then I went home, and scrubbed myself down with a bar of Lava soap, until my skin glowed. I haven’t felt that dirty in ages.
But I voted. Did you?
