Asks The Commander.

“Four,” said I, in a deadpan.

“Where are we gonna put ’em?” asks The Commander.

“Well, we *do* have a garage,” said I.

“Oh, yeah,” said The Commander.

Yes, there are five vee-hickles out there this morning. By the end of the day, there will be nine. Engineer’s dream.

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