it remained at sea level, then loved off at “fantastic” speed towards the atlantic. i am working under the hood only. bring your 5-minute story and put your name in the hat. so why would you hesitate joining the party? was i free when i was doing what was familiar to me, and my dreams were beautiful and distant? you should call your tour guide and warn him. i can’t wait to go see another one of these races. was there a quite some time between the soap layers being poured? 