watermock
04-19-2007, 08:57 PM
Let's see...
1. I knocked up the front of the first Cutlass, then while layghing like a hyena bounced back over the road and the steering wheels fell in my lap. Instead of sobering up, I dumped off my prospective GF who probably couldn't spell her name after cracking the windshield, went and stole the Jeep Eagle and started dragging it. God was he pissed. Never his me tho.
I had a boat while not anthing special, could tow a skie O was a great sloer om ,u day I managed to ram a GF's boat and almost sink it. It was a hundred degrees that day, but and you could of boiled an egg off him as he was grinding fiberglass.
OK, No problemo...I find a primo 72 Cutlass supreme, gold, mags and white top and white velour. Totally awsome. Failure was not an option here. This one I launched over a bump in the road with some young ho and wound up cracking the frame. Fan blade was ihitting the shroud and I hit the roof not once but twice.
No learning his lesson, my Father got me a 69 Lemans. We went on a stupid adventure and an aquaintace sidewiped two cars. That car went on to win races with it's 499 short block.
Then I got a Celica that had dum dum over the timing gear. some rinky dink garage had it torn down to screws and by the time I got it fixed, it cost more than the car. It was missing and I thought it was the fuel filter. This one is really amusing and embarrasing. So I screw it up and a fire breaks out a block from his apt. so I just try to escape because I had a suspended license. Get this...Somehow the wiring shorted and the car wanted to go on it's own. So I'm yanking the emergency brake and someone asks if I needed help. I said "No, my license"is suspended and ran off.
So the fire dpt. shows up apparently and because it was registered to my father, they thing I'm Richard, my dads name. I know that because there were knocks on the door. What do I do? Like any coward, I headed for the closet in my cousins closet. I look in the darkness and see about 8 guns there! Now I'm shaking and I can hear the fire dept saying they were going to bring the cops is they don't say where I am. Everyone clams up but my stupid girlfriend. It gets better.
So my cousin come in and says I better make a break for it..heh...I'm trying to be quiet, but when I got the screen kicked out I might as well been Steve McQueen in the Great escape. Scott said he laughed like a hyena. That car managed to sell itself for the tow charge.
I must of trudged 10 miles and thru Cherry Creek. To get home. Then I hid out for a couple days. heh.
I haven't sunk a boat or totaled a car in 20 years, or even gotten a ticket.
1. I knocked up the front of the first Cutlass, then while layghing like a hyena bounced back over the road and the steering wheels fell in my lap. Instead of sobering up, I dumped off my prospective GF who probably couldn't spell her name after cracking the windshield, went and stole the Jeep Eagle and started dragging it. God was he pissed. Never his me tho.
I had a boat while not anthing special, could tow a skie O was a great sloer om ,u day I managed to ram a GF's boat and almost sink it. It was a hundred degrees that day, but and you could of boiled an egg off him as he was grinding fiberglass.
OK, No problemo...I find a primo 72 Cutlass supreme, gold, mags and white top and white velour. Totally awsome. Failure was not an option here. This one I launched over a bump in the road with some young ho and wound up cracking the frame. Fan blade was ihitting the shroud and I hit the roof not once but twice.
No learning his lesson, my Father got me a 69 Lemans. We went on a stupid adventure and an aquaintace sidewiped two cars. That car went on to win races with it's 499 short block.
Then I got a Celica that had dum dum over the timing gear. some rinky dink garage had it torn down to screws and by the time I got it fixed, it cost more than the car. It was missing and I thought it was the fuel filter. This one is really amusing and embarrasing. So I screw it up and a fire breaks out a block from his apt. so I just try to escape because I had a suspended license. Get this...Somehow the wiring shorted and the car wanted to go on it's own. So I'm yanking the emergency brake and someone asks if I needed help. I said "No, my license"is suspended and ran off.
So the fire dpt. shows up apparently and because it was registered to my father, they thing I'm Richard, my dads name. I know that because there were knocks on the door. What do I do? Like any coward, I headed for the closet in my cousins closet. I look in the darkness and see about 8 guns there! Now I'm shaking and I can hear the fire dept saying they were going to bring the cops is they don't say where I am. Everyone clams up but my stupid girlfriend. It gets better.
So my cousin come in and says I better make a break for it..heh...I'm trying to be quiet, but when I got the screen kicked out I might as well been Steve McQueen in the Great escape. Scott said he laughed like a hyena. That car managed to sell itself for the tow charge.
I must of trudged 10 miles and thru Cherry Creek. To get home. Then I hid out for a couple days. heh.
I haven't sunk a boat or totaled a car in 20 years, or even gotten a ticket.