(yeah .. I know ...)
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"So if you meet me, have some sympathy, have some courtesy, have some taste ..."
Serious question.
Does anybody else posting in this thread have a WW2 P.O.W parent, or just me?
Go soothingly on the grease mud, as there lurks the skid demon
Dad was a Dutch child P.O.W in a Jap camp in Indonesia.
It beggars belief that one group of humans could treat another with such incredible cruelty.
My uncle worked on the Burma railway, that was next level again.
Just face it all you naysayers, some very bad shit went down & I doubt most of you would have half a clue how incredibly depraved it was.
My Grandad was fighting the Japanese in Burma. He was part of the first teams that went into the Japanese PoW camps. I can remember as a kid being in his Van and him having a regular rant about seeing Japanese cars on the roads. He's mellowed a bit with age and his last car before they stopped him driving was a Nissan so I guess that means he's forgiven but not forgotton.
I love the smell of twin V16's in the morning..
My Aunty had been driving a ford laser for a few years & phoned dad to see if he would be ok with her buying a Mazda, as she knew what the japs had done to him. I remember him laughing & saying, Shirley, you have been driving a jap car for the last five years. He never worried about that, but a lot of them did.
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