Today I was on my way to work (which is unfailingly always when my car acts silly) and one of my apex seals decided to go away. At least one. Anyways, in 'i-dont-know-jack-crap-about-cars-speak', my engine blew. And the worst part is, I wasn't even doing anything fun. I was driving on the highway. I wasn't racing, or drifting, or evading police; I was just driving.
But you know, I've been through situations like this before, many times, and I'm sort of just used to it, or at least accepting of it. I'm honestly not upset. I honestly think it's kind of funny really. Well, time to go looking for car #9. Let me give you a run-down in case you have forgotten my history.
- 1968 Chevy Impala -- Wrecked, Sold
- 1994 Ford Escort -- Sold
- 1987 Toyota Supra -- Engine Blown, Sold
- 1990 Nissan 300zx -- Stolen
- 1991 Dodge stealth -- Sold to mom, Bought back, Engine blown, Rebuilt, Blown again and sold.
- 1988 Chevy Blazer -- Given Away
- 1992 Olds Silhouette -- Sold
- 1989 Mazda Rx-7 -- Engine Blown, TBA
That's all in the last 7 years. Yep, I keep myself busy.
Well, I'm going to go try to sell some phones so I can get a car. Bye for now.
-setH
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