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Ford Ford 1979 PINTO DRAG CAR
Ford Ford 1979 PINTO DRAG CAR
$6,500.00
Time Left: 3d 14h 27m
Dodge : Power Wagon 1976 Dodge Club Cab Power Wagon 4WD
Dodge : Power Wagon 1976 Dodge Club Cab Power Wagon 4WD
$355.00
$10,500.00
Time Left: 3d 18h 46m
Ford : Mustang LX Fox Mustang Coupe
Ford : Mustang LX Fox Mustang Coupe
$3,000.00 (0 Bids)
Time Left: 4d 16h 3m
Mercedes-Benz : C-Class C240 2002 MERCEDES-BENZ C-CLASS 240
Mercedes-Benz : C-Class C240 2002 MERCEDES-BENZ C-CLASS 240
$5,000.00 (0 Bids)
Time Left: 5d 14h 47m
Ford : Excursion 2005 Ford Excursion Limited - Black
Ford : Excursion 2005 Ford Excursion Limited - Black
$15,000.00
Time Left: 6d 19h 45m
Dodge : Dart 1974 Dodge Dart Dragcar 499ci
Dodge : Dart 1974 Dodge Dart Dragcar 499ci
$16,500.00
Time Left: 13d 14h 29m

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Is my story any good?
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I just started writing, and wanted to know if it's any good. This is just the first few chapters, and it will get a lot more interesting later. 2 years later he will marry Jesse and have a little girl, one day one his way to work the police will stop him and he will be sent to prison. suddenly everything will come back to him the remorse and i havent thought of the rest yet but here is the first chapters. Chapter 1 The screech of the car trying to hit its breaks made me shiver. A sense of guilt came over me but quickly vanished as I thought about the consequences. I had to get out of here, even if it meant leaving my family. Somewhere during my childhood I went wrong. I don’t blame my parents, it wasn’t there fault.They had given me everything, but that was never enough. I started stealing when I was 12. Now I am a 19 year old on Most Wanted. “Parker, Parker! Stop!”I heard Mrs. Evans screaming. I kept replaying that moment over and over again. I had killed her child. I had never meant for this to happen. The ambulance was on its way, I could hear its sirens. I remembered the moment vividly, I had stolen a Porsche Cayman. I was racing down the street when I heard the cop’s siren. I sped up, when suddenly the cops were right behind me. I didn’t even look and I ran through the red light. Everything slowed down, I heard the cops slam their brakes to help the child lying on the floor motionless. The expression on Mrs. Evans face brought tears to my eyes. There was no time for remorse now, I quickly wiped my eyes and thought about what I was going to do. I have stolen a car, and killed a child. The cops are after me, have my license and know my address. I’ve been in situations similar to this one but never this extreme. I decided that I was going to just keep driving and end up wherever this crazy world takes me. Chapter 2 14 days later I found myself in Burlington, North Carolina. I haven’t turned on a TV or even opened a newspaper since the accident, I couldn’t stand to hear about the family’s suffering or if they are looking for me. Today I was going to look for an apartment, lucky for me my parent’s had just recently added money to my credit card. I was at an open house for Eastbrooke Apartments when an elderly woman approached me. “Excuse me but are you Parker Thomas?” She asked in concerned tone. “Um, no. Who is that?” I stuttered. “ Oh you look an awful lot like him. There is a thief who had recently ran over a 7 year old girl. The damn kid just took off.” There was anger in her eyes as she spoke. “ Oh.” I managed to say. “I got me 4 grandchildren, I don’t know how someone could run over a child and just take off.” She said. What the hell was I doing? I thought to myself. She was right, how could I do this? “I don’t know, but I got to go.” I said quickly. I got in my car and drove down to the local diner. I sat down and started to eat my burger when I saw her. She was beautiful, her brown hair bouncing around. Those eyes we a perfect shade of blue. She looked like an angel, what would she want with me, I was basically the devil. After of an hour of staring at her, she got up and was heading for the exit. I got up and approached her. “Hey, I’m Parker, and you are?” “Jesse” she said with a wide grin. “Do you think I could buy you a drink?” I said confidently. “We’re at a diner silly!” “Um… well how about some, um pie?” Damn, I was so awkward! “Only if it’s blueberry.” She said laughing. We walked up to the counter, “Two slices of blueberry pie please. “Sorry sweetpea but we’re all out. All we gots is cherry.” I look at Jesse nervously. “You’re lucky you’re cute because if you weren’t I would be out of here.” She said with a sparkle in her eyes. She thought I was cute! “So, how old are you?” I asked trying to make conversation. “18, you? “19.” “Cool, well could I get your number, maybe we could go out sometime?” “Sure” she said as she handed me her number. “I’ll call you tomorrow, and we can schedule something.” She yelled as she was walking out the door. “Sounds good.” When I was with Jesse I forgot about everything. She was defiantly the one.


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Err... Your chapters are very short (sorry it bugs me). Why don't you add them together to make it into just one?

Ancestry.com is not the answer. I am seeking a agency that will assist with ancestry research at no cost.?
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I have paid for subscriptions to Ancestry.com for two years. They do not provide any assistance in locating family information. My situation is somewhat strange. For example my father (Charles Howard) married my mother (Sadie) under the last name Howard. However all of his brother, sisters and parents apparently had the last name Gattis. My grandmother, on my fathers side is name Sudie Gattis. All I could locate was her information in the 1930 Census however my father had not been born. I found his brothers and sisters (7 ??) listed. Because my father and mother divorced when I was a small child and my mother moved to MI I have never had any contact with my fathers side of the family. My faher was killed in a car accident in 1978. I attended his funeral and met his other family and many family members. At that time I was only 18. I am now 48 and want to know more about my roots. My oldest brother - Artis Ervin Howard died between 1988-89 in North Carolina, Burlington


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Nobody is going to do YOUR research for free.

How to handle a new long distance female friendship/possible relationship?
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Here was my original question: So, I met a very attractive girl while working at a tap house over the summer before I transferred colleges and moved out of town. I only had a month to really get to know her while at work and I was interested in either friendship or a relationship. I'm new to the state I'm in, so either works for me. Plus, I'm just an easy going guy. We would always talk at work when we had the chance and she always had a very warm smile when I saw her. I managed to get her number before I left and I called her a week later to inform her I was heading back to town to finish moving the rest of my stuff. It was homecoming weekend and the bar was packed and she was extremely busy, but I busted my *** to get to the bar and say hi. She seemed happy to see me and she stopped by the bar a couple of times to talk when she had the opportunity. I told her to text/call me if she got off early and we could go hang out or we could grab some breakfast in the morning. So, she was let off early and we met up at my old house and hung out with some of my old roommates. I wanted to go grab something to eat, but she wanted to just chill at the house. As soon as she got there I felt something odd. She was very quiet and almost seemed distant. She knew the guys that I was living with so I figured that she was somewhat comfortable in the setting that we were in. So, the guys left to go to the bar and we hung out for a little bit afterwords. I couldn't break through to her though. I don't get it. I really wanted to just hang out with her by herself, but it was late, she's a female, she doesn't know me at that well, and she lives by herself so I totally understood where she was coming from. I haven't really spoken to her much since. I feel like i said or did something wrong, but I don't think I did. There's another part of me that kind of sensed that she could be damaged in some weird way. I can't really describe why I think that, but there was just something in her responses and her body language. Everything just seemed so different from when we were first hanging out. Thoughts? Current situation: I'm now a couple hundred miles away back in Seattle. When I first arrived I was getting the occasional text messages asking how I was and if I was enjoying being back on the west side. She knows that I'm new to Washington and she knows I'm still trying to get settled in. I always responded first by asking how she was doing, how's school, her job, etc., and of course I would occasionally text her to see how she was doing. It was weird because she would send a message and I would respond pretty quickly because I always have my phone on me, but I either wouldn't get a response or it would take like a week to hear from her. Now, I don't really hear from her at all. I want to go down to WSU for a friends birthday party, but the real reason being I just want to see her and take her out to dinner. The reality is that I just paid off all of my debt and bought a car, so I have no money. I'm 26. I have to be responsible and pay the bills. I just transferred to UW, so I'm still trying to find a job and I'm scraping by on grant money. I'm pissed. Everyone tells me that if its meant to be it will happen, but the way I look at things is if you want something (not that I consider her as some sort of material possession) you have to make it happen. I've had enough missed opportunities in my life and I refuse to accept another. So, this is the only thing I can think of to do. She lives 2 hours north of me in Burlington (home away from school), so I figured if I get another random text I'm just going to call her and ask her if she wants to hang out in Seattle for the day when she's back home for the break. Is this the right thing to do? I don't want to come off too strong, and I want her to know that, like I said before, I'm okay with being friends. I don't like how this text messaging thing is going. I think its crap. How am I supposed to get to know her or how is she supposed to get to know me if we never talk? I don't really think its anything I said. People enjoy my company and people tell me I'm funny and that I'm a nice guy (I'm not full of myself nor am I trying to be boastful). I actually wish I wouldn't have hung out with her after I saw her at the bar just to leave things as they were and take it extra slow. There was a lot of interest in each other. We were messaging each other back and forth through facebook (like the email messages) and I was actually getting to know her, her likes and her dislikes. I'm lost. I need lots of female opinions and perspectives.


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It probably won't last unless you live in her vicinity. You can relocate if it's worth it, and ask her how she feels. Communication is the key. Believe me I have twice tried. I broke up when I moved away from my fiancee and it wasn't the intent to do so. We just drifted apart, and she felt me to be emotionally distant with geographic distance. I saw her thrice in the summer, having previously saw her nearly every day for ten months. It's too tough.