tfeverfred
Well-Known Member
Well, it's been over a year since a cop car smashed my T Bucket.
She's been drivable and I have taken her out a few times. I got laid off earlier this year and I was concentrating on finding work, so she kinda got put on the back burner. I had some minor bugs pop up and not having the funds to take care of her hurt me a lot. Then my insurance ran out and I stopped taking her out. But things are finally looking up.
I recently got a job and my lawyer has assured me that the rest of my settlement is coming soon, so I'll spend a little and get her all primped up.
I want to thank everyone who sent me parts and wished me well. Pics will be forth coming!
On a side note, I read something that I'd like to share. I always had a hard time explaning what owning and driving a hot rod was like. I found this written about a Mazda Miata
, but changed it to suit me. Enjoy.
The Hot Rod.The innate ability to make you feel one with the automobile. It's no small feat being able to connect on such an intimate level. There are few cars that feel like the front wheels are your finger tips, sensing every wrinkle, dip and bend in the road - pure motorized overload. The scenery around you, the smells in the air and the sound of the engine are somehow more vivid. It's the wheeled equivilant of what atheletes experience when they're in the zone.
DRIVE ON MY BROTHERS!
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I recently got a job and my lawyer has assured me that the rest of my settlement is coming soon, so I'll spend a little and get her all primped up.
On a side note, I read something that I'd like to share. I always had a hard time explaning what owning and driving a hot rod was like. I found this written about a Mazda Miata
The Hot Rod.The innate ability to make you feel one with the automobile. It's no small feat being able to connect on such an intimate level. There are few cars that feel like the front wheels are your finger tips, sensing every wrinkle, dip and bend in the road - pure motorized overload. The scenery around you, the smells in the air and the sound of the engine are somehow more vivid. It's the wheeled equivilant of what atheletes experience when they're in the zone.
DRIVE ON MY BROTHERS!