Well, Now I'm In Trouble.

[charlie_the_tuna]

let me begin by saying i used to build cars and hung out with guys who built cars.
my folks just got in from florida where they spend the winters.
me and my pops ran over to ace to pick up a few things for around the house. we were passing a chassis shop a little ways from the house and they had this 72 vega out front. (one of my favorite cars)
clean body tub, 12 bolt rear and all metal.
all glass was there and clean. no motor or tranny but i have a small block from my last vega in my garage. i would guesstimate it at around 650 to 750 horsepower. i never ran it on a dyno but it pushed my old vega into the very low 9's, all motor.
so my pops gets me all souped up and next thing i know i'm makin this guy an offer.

1. if he takes the offer, my wife is gonna blow a gasket.

2. if he takes the offer, i'll never get the boat in the water.

3. if he takes the offer, i'm gonna build the baddest little 9.5 inch footbraker you girls have ever seen.

4. if he takes the offer, my boys will learn just like i did. (my 1st car was a 71 amc matador with a trunk full of craftsman tools. didnt run).

5. it took me almost a year to get that old sh!tbox runnin and i still have the tools.

6. i'm pretty excited and terrified at the same time.

7. i miss goin to car nights and workin on cars til sunnup in the driveway and gettin all greasy and hangin out with a bunch of other grease monkey dirtbags and negotiating cash street races and blowin the doors off of dam near anything that pulled up next to me. (one night i'm drivin home from a cruise night and a county cop pulls next to me and starts revvin his engine. i look over at him and can tell he's one of the good guys so the light drops, i give him a couple cars and stomp on it. by the next traffic light i have about 40 cars on him and by the time he catches up to me he's like "holy sh!t! thats one badass little car". yup).