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			Many years ago, I was stuck in heavy stop & go traffic out near the airport on the good 'ol 401 in my Alfa Spider with the top down. It was cooking out, and I reached in the back for a frosty can of Labatt's Blue that I had just bought. I kept it low and ducked my head for a sip. I heard the blast of an air horn and looked up into the smiling face of the trucker beside me, who hoisted his bottle of Blue in salute.
			
				
			
		 
		
		
		
			
		
		
		
		
		
			
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				'96 C280 (gone) 
'97 C36 
'05 C230k
			 
		
		
		
		
		
	
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