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I had this happen once on my motorcycle. I was riding by an apple farm where it wasn't uncommon for bees to be flying around. Somehow one got inside my helmet. Right in front of my eyes, it was, on the plastic face shield. Luckily I didn't get stung!
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And in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years.
Abraham Lincoln
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