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My dad had me join him and my autistic brother for a father's and son's campout--little brother has a history of climbing trees and other things. They brought out gas grills because why should Boy Scouts build fires? The guy that brought the two five-gallon propane tanks talked about how scared he was to drive over.
I hauled 2,500 gallons of jet fuel through Afghanistan. My truck was armored, but I doubt that would do much good.
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