Then, burned-out after a spring and summer of machining, testing, tweaking, lather, rinse, repeat, I took a driving vacation with my husband […]

He fucked the dirty cloth out the window.

If there's one thing I've learned in this business, it's that you've got to give the punters what they want.

Ye that phanſy your ſelves the onely Zelots for truth and holineſs, the onely found and incontaminate part of our Nation, but the National Church ſick and crazy; if it vvere ſo indeed, vvhere is your Charity, and hovv little your Diſcretion, to run out of the houſe novv your Mother lies thus on her ſick-bed?