Laplander
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After tryng to get this bucket from a friend of mine for over a decade, he called me up when I could least afford it. I somehow scraped the coin together and had it shipped from MI to NM. My son and I had been building a 67 Chevy truck, but once I was injured, I basically became useless out n the garage. The Dr bills were piling up, so I sold it to a another friend as a roller that had been sitting for 20 years. My friend that I sold the bucket to to told
me he would sell it back to me, but disability doesn't pay for crap. When we were talking the other day he said something about my kids truck, so I asked my son which he would rather have, the T or the truck. So my friend is picking up a truck in pieces and bringing the running and driving bucket back home for my son. It's things like this that make me feel so honored to be amoungst a group of car guys that would do something like that. I'll try and figure out someway to repay his act of kindness, but in the mean time, there is going to be one 17 year old kid driving around with a shit eating grin all day long. The pain killers I am on mean that I will never be able to drive again, so if you see a kid driving an old fart around in a bucket, honk and say hi!
me he would sell it back to me, but disability doesn't pay for crap. When we were talking the other day he said something about my kids truck, so I asked my son which he would rather have, the T or the truck. So my friend is picking up a truck in pieces and bringing the running and driving bucket back home for my son. It's things like this that make me feel so honored to be amoungst a group of car guys that would do something like that. I'll try and figure out someway to repay his act of kindness, but in the mean time, there is going to be one 17 year old kid driving around with a shit eating grin all day long. The pain killers I am on mean that I will never be able to drive again, so if you see a kid driving an old fart around in a bucket, honk and say hi!