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My parents bought me my first car, kinda. They got me a '72 Mustang, it was a rust bucket, but since I was 15, there was time. My father and I tore it down to shell and rebuilt the whole god damned thing, there wasn't a single sq. inch of that car I hadn't either bled, sweat, or cursed in! I can still remember lying under the car for a week in the middle of summer, scraping undercoating for hours, falling asleep under the car, then waking up and scraping again. So I think I pretty much earned that car, that and it was the third fastest in school, preceded by a GTO owned by a guy who's still one of my closest friends, and a Fox-Mustang that was a retired nitrous dragster. The richie-rich's in my school drove some pretty nice things, but the one that sticks out in my mind is some schmuck who in his sophmore year, drove his lowered Escalade over some railroad tracks and high centered, left it there and didn't bother to call anyone about it, 5 hours later a train hit it and totaled it. That was Friday night. Monday morning he cruised into school in a brand new Saleen Mustang that his parents bought him that weekend. The other kid I remember was driving an Audi and decided he didn’t like the car anymore, so he drained the oil and took it for a full blast run on the freeway. I’m sure you can imagine the consequences, he got a new Camaro.
Representing the Central Cali chapter of 2GNT! (I think I'm the only member )
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