This is my Cummins. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My Cummins is my best friend. It is my life. I must maintain it, as I must maintain my life. My Cummins, without me, is useless. Without my Cummins, I am useless. I must BOMB my Cummins true. I must BOMB more than my friends who are trying to BOMB me. My Cummins and I know that what counts in this war is not the price of Diesel, the noise of our exhaust, nor the black smoke we make. We know that it is the numbers we post on the dyno that count. And post we will . . . . My Cummins is human, even as I am human, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its strengths, its parts, its accessories, its limits, and its weaknesses (which there are none). I will ever guard it against the ravages of weather and damage. I will keep my Cummins clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will . . . . Before God (or whoever) I swear this creed. My Cummins and myself are defenders of Dodge. We are the masters of our enemies and friends. We are the saviors of my life. So be it.... until there are no Fords or Chevys.... *BOMB="Better Off Modified Baby!"


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