Ten to one there ain't no cliff and no edge.
I wish we could win the lottery so's I could buy up a whole bunch of land out in West Texas to provide a place for all you fellers to store you trucks and parts with a great big AIR CONDITIONED garage to work in, a lounge (is that a "bad word", boss?), equipped with every tool imaginable and a bunkhouse.
Woldn't those F**D dudes be green with envy?
