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| It was a hot summer day in the year 2002, when we started Der Cal Look Crusade. The first mission was located at Spa, called the Bug Show. So we took our Schneller Kampfwagen and hit the Autobahn to the north... Friday, 1.30 PM: "The first problem had to be solved when the cheap chrome aircleaner fell off the single carb. We hadn't even passed the swiss border but we managed to continue our way in time." |
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"2.10 PM: "It's better to get support by some good comrades, that's why we were joined by Chris and his recently finished sleeper Ghia. Now we wouldn't have to fear much anymore..." | ||||||||||||||||||
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| 3.25 PM: "No one knows better our mission than der Kübelwagenfuhrer James Dubiosi who's a true man being aware of his duty. We couldn't have a more appropriate driver for our machine. Rain or Shine, no question for this stormtrooper of death." | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 4.31 PM: "Somewhere in France we had to gather to discuss our ongoing Crusade. Alain of VWirus took over the task to lead the crowd. It's the last time for a long period that we see our beloved comrades such as Aline, Marcel, Alain and Eric." | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 6.58 PM: "We're lost in the middle of nowhere. Probably somewhere in Luxembourg. No idea where our friends might be." | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 7.28 PM: "Still stuck somewhere, but the big road seems to lead directly to the belgian border. Now it's getting serious. No time to waste." | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 8.33 PM: "We've made it! We surprised the german troops during their recreation time. As you can see, these guys are in a casual mood and don't seem to be ready at all to defend their territory." | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 9.01 PM: "We're as close as possible to the battlefield. The air is loaded with the smell of high octane gasoline, burned rubber and the roaring of big type1 engines." | |||||||||||||||||||
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