bad news

i was on holiday when some very bad news was send to me: Pierre from bugrace died when having fun with his buggy. my most respectful condoleancies to the family, all the friends, and the vw scene who lost one of his most beloved members.
 
pierre, have fun up there in heaven, once we will join you in volkswagen heaven.

difficult to read

http://cgi.ebay.de/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=6208674956&rd=1&sspagename=STRK%3AMESE%3AIT&rd=1
 
difficult to read for all us non-german-born german speaking souls, but quite funny if you take about half an hour to assume it is about a callook meeting that WAS somewhere in … and that there were alot of burnouts… IDA (fireflies) http://www.firefliesvwclub.com/ can assure you this ! 
what a model, you are, ida, don’t forget to bring bikini next year.
(check license plate of chrysler… YESSS… W IDA 48 !!! NO PHOTOSOP !!!)

2.2L stomper

1966 champagne colored notch,
2.0L fuchs wheels,
the best rake there is,
very nice finition, nice black interior,
S-conversion (chrome bling bling from S model)
with
2.2L “lotsa horsepower” stomper engine made by “steves vw shop”
 
contact me if interested
0475/48.91.75

flavour of the day

my way.
still from the DVD “aloha from hawaii” broadcasted trough satelite.
 
And now the end is near So I face the final curtain
My friend, I’ll say it clear I’ll state my case of which I’m certain
I’ve lived a life that’s full I’ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this I did it my way

Regrets, I’ve had a few But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do And saw it through without exception
I planned each charted course Each careful step along the byway
Oh, and more, much more than this I did it my way

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you know When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt I ate it up and spit it out
I faced it all and I stood tall And did it my way
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried I’ve had my fails, my share of losing
And now as tears subside I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that And may I say, not in a shy way
Oh, no, no not me I did it my way

For what is a man, what has he got If not himself, then he has not
To say the words he truly feels And not the words he would reveal
The record shows I took the blows And did it my way
The record shows I took the blows And did it my way