I don't even know where to start ......

The most positive point out of all this is we talking about our friend's daughter who is still alive and not going to a funeral.

Like I tell every Mother/Father when they are with their kids picking up there 1st vehicle.

"Kids remember, Life is not a dress rehearsal ..... please becareful out there."

16 yrs ago when I first got into the car biz, My father's best friend's son wanted a mustang that we had on the lot. He came to me on his 17th birthday wanted to buy the car. I said " I really don't think you are ready for this car yet .... I am not comfortable selling it to you!" I passed on the sale to one of my colleagues at the time. He picked the car up 5:30pm on a Friday night and 8 hours later he and 3 others .... his girlfriend, his best friend and his girlfriend all dead.

I never forgot about it and never really got over it ....

Sorry for rambling !!!!

I am so happy you are safe Gina !!!!

My best wishes go to you and your parents !!!

Jeff

Not just kids! I've witnessed some adults that drive like brainless idiots, first hand!


Oh, you are forgiven. Just get that snowy avatar off for a little while yet. Went for a short ride sunday, then pulled the Biotch gave her the anti-freeze douche and tucked her into the winter shack.

Wishing for that white chit could come back and bite you in the azz!

Thanks for all the nice words and thoughts guys.

On a lighter note, I've taken up a new hobby. High-perfromance utility trailers.

I hear you're into hig-tec log pickers as well, no offense to the iron in the trailer intended.

Run them puppies up here, I've got a motor guy!

Oh, I have been looking for those anchors. Can you trailer them up.

Your right, They are back to what they do best, Building anchors. You have the pic to proove it.

Oh, here we go again.

I am assuming this is the one and only Dung Beetle!!! That you were the black hulled Scarab at the Sandy Pond Run this summer!!!

Right? Wrong?

If I'm correct here it would seem, memory serving me correctly, that you must have been dragging a real big anchor when we left Oswego to head back to the Pond on saturday afternoon.

Or the black Dung Beetle really is nothing more than a big glass anchor to begin with.

Give him hell Ragged. We have to show him a little respect down here, he has a bit of authority in this county!!!

But, even the Thirdbird beat him back to the Pond that day. Something about stuff falling apart or off or overboard.

Pachanga Mike's neighbor Al is pretty good with that log grapple. Both engines out and on the trailer in about 15 minutes without a scratch. Then, he says, "pull that damn hoist out of the garage and I'll pluck it over to yer trailer". He plucked it alright, right over my boat at about 28 miles an hour air-speed. I didn't even have time to worry before it was on my trailer with the engines. He just chuckled at my stunned look.