So I'm sitting here trying to do an intro. I must confess that I am addicted to the smell of burnt oil and leaking anti freeze. I am able to sleep under a car even without a creeper. When I was a kid I pumped gas in order to save enough to buy a 53 ford. I paid 75 bucks for it. It needed a throwout bearing and a fuel pump pushrod, thus I began my downward spiral into the world of project cars. My take was that anything could be made bette rand could be fixed. On occasion things worked out . Currently I am without a project, my daughter is getting married so money has to be directed elsewhere. I told her to go to Vegas but no deal. In the meantime I am helping a friend with a broken tractor.
Hmmmm,Daughters can be expensive,I have 3 I gave each one a mild custom and told them the car or wedding expenses = your choice ,they all agreed,so anxious to take the keys I was dangling in front of them..... welcome from Nevada
Like U said, Geeez! Tell her!, don't ask!!, "GO TO VEGAS, NOW!" Smokey...............Oh!, Wecome from Tenneesseee................To You, Ohio Person!
Welcome from Union Pier, MI. Had two boys, they built their own cars but we still had to kick in for the weddings. The wife caught me napping yesterday afternoon, you got it, under the car, I told her I was thinking about how I was going to run my new exhaust.
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