Had we been in the middle of this, and had we been 12-years-old, we would have been dead from an aneurysm. For back when we were wee Jalops, just sighting a single slant-nosed 935 made us hyperventilate. This very well could have been us, too, as the Las Virgenes exit they pass on the 101 North is just a few miles from where we grew up out in bat Reagan country. More importantly, a few more exists down the road is 23 South. Better known to hoons the Golden State over as Decker Canyon. We can only dream. Anyhow, enjoy Valhoona.

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