I really have not been able to talk on the web site half as much as I had expected, owing to all the time I’ve been dealing with my old man manage his super nutball midlife crisis. Well, you might think it isn’t as far out as it could possibly be. You see, the way [...]
I really have not been able to talk on the web site half as much as I had expected, owing to all the time I’ve been dealing with my old man manage his super nutball midlife crisis. Well, you might think it isn’t as far out as it could possibly be. You see, the way he played it out was he got all done up like the Fonz or something, and drop by to my apartment and casually inform me, in his “coolest” possible vocal tone: “Come on in, son, we’re going looking for some classic Ford Mustangs for sale. No joke, son, I’m totally set to get myself a real cruiser.”
So next him and me were hopping around to a couple of those wild vintage car sales lots that everybody is just about convinced are owned by the mob, and I watch my dad cut a check on the spot, for an alarmingly shiny classic car. It really is one hell of a car. It sounded really nice as well.
Notice that I wrote that last sentence in a past tense. It sounded amazing for a short time, at which point it stopped making any noises. Dad says that it’s a pretty simple fix and he just needs to find the right part. Only thing is, it’s not as painless to locate 1968 Mustang parts as it was like a million years ago, but the old man informs me there is a pretty good-sized availability for them still. From what I’m told the best place to find parts for 1965 Mustangs is by way of web auctions, because you can get them refurbished and sometimes as good as new. They’re only sometimes cheap, though… I mean, we’re talking about ancient automotive parts.
I suppose it could’ve been worse. He could’ve gone and found a big tattoo or something.
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