One of the best things about older tractors is that they are generally pretty slow. I tend to have an strong urge to try and pass things that are slow. It was pretty far in the distance, but I could tell that I was making up ground. It turns out that you can see awfully far ahead in a state as flat as Indiana. I chased it for about 2 miles and was getting fairly close to capturing it, but I was already past my predetermined turn around point. In the end I let it slip away to start my journey home. I probably made the right choice since I faced a stiff head wind all the way home.
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George says, "Nothing* runs* like a Deere."
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* insert appropriate pauses in the statement as you read it.
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